reel big fishing with the duke of ankh.
i looked over at the computer screen, and jen's niou's font was there in the chat, so i sat up to look. he had lie down and voered miyuki with a blanket, then kind of snuggled up to her. unfortunately, when he snuggled, i guess he accidentally snuggled into her chest, and he thought she would freak. plus he was really just trying to be sweet, and it went wrong somehow. miyuki didn't really freak, anyway, she just cuddled back. ... and made a typo for, which i apologized for by saying 'don't mind' to jen, like i do sometimes -- it was one of those typos where you just hit the enter key too soon.
then, all of a sudden, i'm with sam vimes and young sam vimes -- both of them. we're on a street that's flooding, and they have a woman on a four-wheerler that they've apprehended. the four-wheeler's really dirty, like covered with pine needles and twigs and all kinds of stuff, so they're cleaning it off. there's even some mud and rust caked on so that vimes -- commander vimes -- has to take a chisel and small hammer to it.
out of owhere, sam -- young sam -- says, 'don't do that too hard.' when vimes asks why not, he says, 'because she's hollow.' ... apparently, this meant that she was a sex android, made of sex. ... not sure. anyway.
so vimes leaves the cleaning to sam, and goes over to this cooler and something else that's somehow anchored nearby -- the water's thigh-deep on him now. he picks up the handle of a fishing rod, and almost instantly pulls back on it in surprise. there was a huge fish hooked on it, so he stands and kind of lets it pull the line out, pulling back kjust a little on the rod to keep it in his hands. after a minute, i reach over and kind of try to take it from him, and he lets me.
the fish fucking pulls. i sort of stumbled forward, and he laughed as he turned away. i backed up to where i'd been standing again, and stopped my dad, standing across the street in a boat. he yells to me, 'pull it up, get it out of the water,' so i pull harder, and kind of wade forward stumblingly in the process -- the water's deeper on me than on vimes. as soon as i move forward, though, vimes and my dad both kind of facepalm. i guess that's the one thing you do not do when you've got a big fish on the line. vimes made me move back again.
so i'm pulling, trying to get it up out of the water, and realize sudednly that it's a fuck of a lot closer than i thought -- it slips right between my legs, taking the line with it. the line was taut, for some reason, even though i hadn't been reeling it in, and it had a lot of line before. i freak when it gets beneath/behind me, and reach down to try to pull it forward -- it bites my fucking thumb. i start screaming, because this thing ios mega-o-huge, and it's totally going to break my thumb, no joke, and i'm trying to haul it up and toss it onto the shore. there was a shore now.
eventually, i get it onshore, but i think, 'shit, it'll flop right off,' so i pick it up again -- it bites me again, but i'm a trooper this time -- and toss it futher back onshore, until it gets stopped by a guard rail and i manage to shake it off my thumb.
i turn back to vimes, to tell him that i got it, and he's staring at sam. there's notihng between them -- the four-wheeler's gone, and so is the android.
then mom woke me up and asked if i had a sharpie, to which i very clearly answered, 'it bit my fucking thumb, but yeah, it's in the bottom drawer there.'
... i'm just going back to sleep. had to get this done beofre i forgot the dreamn.
then, all of a sudden, i'm with sam vimes and young sam vimes -- both of them. we're on a street that's flooding, and they have a woman on a four-wheerler that they've apprehended. the four-wheeler's really dirty, like covered with pine needles and twigs and all kinds of stuff, so they're cleaning it off. there's even some mud and rust caked on so that vimes -- commander vimes -- has to take a chisel and small hammer to it.
out of owhere, sam -- young sam -- says, 'don't do that too hard.' when vimes asks why not, he says, 'because she's hollow.' ... apparently, this meant that she was a sex android, made of sex. ... not sure. anyway.
so vimes leaves the cleaning to sam, and goes over to this cooler and something else that's somehow anchored nearby -- the water's thigh-deep on him now. he picks up the handle of a fishing rod, and almost instantly pulls back on it in surprise. there was a huge fish hooked on it, so he stands and kind of lets it pull the line out, pulling back kjust a little on the rod to keep it in his hands. after a minute, i reach over and kind of try to take it from him, and he lets me.
the fish fucking pulls. i sort of stumbled forward, and he laughed as he turned away. i backed up to where i'd been standing again, and stopped my dad, standing across the street in a boat. he yells to me, 'pull it up, get it out of the water,' so i pull harder, and kind of wade forward stumblingly in the process -- the water's deeper on me than on vimes. as soon as i move forward, though, vimes and my dad both kind of facepalm. i guess that's the one thing you do not do when you've got a big fish on the line. vimes made me move back again.
so i'm pulling, trying to get it up out of the water, and realize sudednly that it's a fuck of a lot closer than i thought -- it slips right between my legs, taking the line with it. the line was taut, for some reason, even though i hadn't been reeling it in, and it had a lot of line before. i freak when it gets beneath/behind me, and reach down to try to pull it forward -- it bites my fucking thumb. i start screaming, because this thing ios mega-o-huge, and it's totally going to break my thumb, no joke, and i'm trying to haul it up and toss it onto the shore. there was a shore now.
eventually, i get it onshore, but i think, 'shit, it'll flop right off,' so i pick it up again -- it bites me again, but i'm a trooper this time -- and toss it futher back onshore, until it gets stopped by a guard rail and i manage to shake it off my thumb.
i turn back to vimes, to tell him that i got it, and he's staring at sam. there's notihng between them -- the four-wheeler's gone, and so is the android.
then mom woke me up and asked if i had a sharpie, to which i very clearly answered, 'it bit my fucking thumb, but yeah, it's in the bottom drawer there.'
... i'm just going back to sleep. had to get this done beofre i forgot the dreamn.