Weird Dream
I think that I'm going to start describing my dreams. So this blog will function in part as a dream-journal, essentially.
I finally saw 2001: A Space Odyssey a month or so ago, so this movie more than likely influenced this dream:
I was in a house. As normal a house as other normal houses. Except for one important difference. This house had an integrated artificial intelligence computer running all essential operational functions of it. It was called Dave 2000.
My mom was in the house with me, and the three of us (myself, mom, and Dave 2000) were discussing movies. It turned out that Dave 2000 was an actor, as well, and he played an evil cybernetic villain in a crossover series of Star Wars and Firefly. My mom departed after this conversation, and Dave 2000 queried me, "Scott, will you come view the data on the Main Monitor? There is something urgent that I wish to inform you."
The monitor was much like a normal flat-screen computer monitor, and it displayed a graph of green and red scatter points. The data points were so densely packed as to look like stars in a country-night sky.
"Do you see those red dots?" Dave 2000 asked me.
"Yes."
"This data represents web site hits that have been accessed within this household. The green dots represent informational web site hits-the "safe web" so to speak. But those red dots represent....porn. Your mom hasn't been accessing porn sites, has she?"
Stunned at hearing this artificial intelligence worrying about the access of porn within the household, I could only mumble my startled response? "Porn.......my.....mom?"
"Yes," replied Dave 2000. "Do you see all of those red dots?"
Sure enough, the red dots vastly outnumbered the green dots.
"Yes, I see them, Dave 2000." Already my guilty conscience was taking hold. "But....I'm afraid that it wasn't my mom who accessed them. Well, ok, it wasn't only her who accessed them, that is, if she has accessed them at all."
"Then who accessed the porn sites?" Dave 2000 inquired, his look of concern not discernable at all.
"I did!"
"You did? I am shocked to be notified of this, Scott-Human. Why look at porn?"
"Well, if you were a human you'd understand. And if you were a human male you'd understand all the more," I embarrassingly, but truthfully, answered.
"I do not understand, Human."
"Well, it's just that we have a strong natural urge to mate; it's nature's call for us to reproduce. Humans look at porn when no access to mating is available because it helps to facilitate simulated mating, so to speak. We, as humans, all feel the urge."
"Is the urge strong?" Dave 2000 asked, his growing interest in this subject not inflected at all in his cold, robotic voice.
"Very."
Ok. That's the end of my dream, or all of it that I remember. Sorry if the ending was a little anti-climatic (hehehe).
I finally saw 2001: A Space Odyssey a month or so ago, so this movie more than likely influenced this dream:
I was in a house. As normal a house as other normal houses. Except for one important difference. This house had an integrated artificial intelligence computer running all essential operational functions of it. It was called Dave 2000.
My mom was in the house with me, and the three of us (myself, mom, and Dave 2000) were discussing movies. It turned out that Dave 2000 was an actor, as well, and he played an evil cybernetic villain in a crossover series of Star Wars and Firefly. My mom departed after this conversation, and Dave 2000 queried me, "Scott, will you come view the data on the Main Monitor? There is something urgent that I wish to inform you."
The monitor was much like a normal flat-screen computer monitor, and it displayed a graph of green and red scatter points. The data points were so densely packed as to look like stars in a country-night sky.
"Do you see those red dots?" Dave 2000 asked me.
"Yes."
"This data represents web site hits that have been accessed within this household. The green dots represent informational web site hits-the "safe web" so to speak. But those red dots represent....porn. Your mom hasn't been accessing porn sites, has she?"
Stunned at hearing this artificial intelligence worrying about the access of porn within the household, I could only mumble my startled response? "Porn.......my.....mom?"
"Yes," replied Dave 2000. "Do you see all of those red dots?"
Sure enough, the red dots vastly outnumbered the green dots.
"Yes, I see them, Dave 2000." Already my guilty conscience was taking hold. "But....I'm afraid that it wasn't my mom who accessed them. Well, ok, it wasn't only her who accessed them, that is, if she has accessed them at all."
"Then who accessed the porn sites?" Dave 2000 inquired, his look of concern not discernable at all.
"I did!"
"You did? I am shocked to be notified of this, Scott-Human. Why look at porn?"
"Well, if you were a human you'd understand. And if you were a human male you'd understand all the more," I embarrassingly, but truthfully, answered.
"I do not understand, Human."
"Well, it's just that we have a strong natural urge to mate; it's nature's call for us to reproduce. Humans look at porn when no access to mating is available because it helps to facilitate simulated mating, so to speak. We, as humans, all feel the urge."
"Is the urge strong?" Dave 2000 asked, his growing interest in this subject not inflected at all in his cold, robotic voice.
"Very."
Ok. That's the end of my dream, or all of it that I remember. Sorry if the ending was a little anti-climatic (hehehe).
