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Panic Groom, or, How An International Feminist Conspiracy in an Alternate Dimension Saved Me From Being Late To Work
How's that for a title? I think my whole reason for writing this post is so I could use that title.
Anyway, I use my computer as an alarm clock... put it in sleep mode and set a timer so that at a specific time (two times, actually, I like a staged wakeup because if I sleep 100% through the night without interruptions, my body feels like no time has passed and I feel more tired), a video file plays (different one each time so that I can tell whether it's the early or late) and wakes me up until I turn it off. Now, normally, there's no problem. But occasionally, a script will be running in the background of my websurfing or something that causes the whole computer to slow to a crawl until I stop it. In this case, the first wakeup went off fine, but the second one, well, it went off an hour late.
I woke up to the second one, noted the time, and though, "Huh. Good thing that didn't happen on Friday, or I might be late for work. I think I'm going to get a bit more sleep though." So, I went to bed and started to drift off, but not quite, something was on my mind. And it was on my mind long enough that eventually, I realized, "Hey, wait a minute... it IS Friday." And so I had just enough time to get up, shower, brush teeth/comb hair, and get out the door on schedule.
What was on my mind? A dream I had before waking up, in which there was a TV show or comic in which various female comic/TV-comic characters from DC or Marvel, including (but not limited to) Agent Carter, Mystique, Lois Lane, Felicity from Arrow (sometimes it was Barbara-Gordon-Oracle) and Wonder Woman were all recast as operating a top secret group in the 40s-60s (the exact period was unclear and may have changed from moment-to-moment in the dream) that was, in addition to doing normal heroic operations of fighting bad guys (pretty much working like an SSR but with Agent Carter in charge) trying to promote social equality through means that occasionally bordered on questionable-ethics-but-ends-justify-the-means-for-the-greater-good type actions (e.g., framing a sexual harasser for financial misconduct so that they'd be fired and a more progressive person would be hired in their place... there was also something involving a guy with writing all over his face but I don't know what that was about), all of which somehow led up to an alternate now (which we would also see in flashforwards now and then) where not only was the vast majority of people openly accepting of differences, there was also improved biotechnology such that you could go through a sex change, complete enough to reproduce if you so desired, with just a few hormone treatments, or have unusual body parts like horns grafted on your head just for kicks). And in my half-asleep state (before it had the wherewithal to wonder, "Wait, how would that even work?") my mind thought that this was an awesome idea for a comic and should totally be done and I was rolling around in my head other options to expand it and how to tell the world about this awesome concept.
I don't think trying to read too much into the meaning of this dream would be too fruitful (but if you do, please note that I was entirely positive, emotionally-speaking, about the international feminist conspiracy, and not conjuring it up in a paranoid-ranting-about-black-helicopters way), but it stuck with me long enough for me to realize that it was in fact Friday and I did in fact have to go to work.
Panic Groom, or, How An International Feminist Conspiracy in an Alternate Dimension Saved Me From Being Late To Work
How's that for a title? I think my whole reason for writing this post is so I could use that title.
Anyway, I use my computer as an alarm clock... put it in sleep mode and set a timer so that at a specific time (two times, actually, I like a staged wakeup because if I sleep 100% through the night without interruptions, my body feels like no time has passed and I feel more tired), a video file plays (different one each time so that I can tell whether it's the early or late) and wakes me up until I turn it off. Now, normally, there's no problem. But occasionally, a script will be running in the background of my websurfing or something that causes the whole computer to slow to a crawl until I stop it. In this case, the first wakeup went off fine, but the second one, well, it went off an hour late.
I woke up to the second one, noted the time, and though, "Huh. Good thing that didn't happen on Friday, or I might be late for work. I think I'm going to get a bit more sleep though." So, I went to bed and started to drift off, but not quite, something was on my mind. And it was on my mind long enough that eventually, I realized, "Hey, wait a minute... it IS Friday." And so I had just enough time to get up, shower, brush teeth/comb hair, and get out the door on schedule.
What was on my mind? A dream I had before waking up, in which there was a TV show or comic in which various female comic/TV-comic characters from DC or Marvel, including (but not limited to) Agent Carter, Mystique, Lois Lane, Felicity from Arrow (sometimes it was Barbara-Gordon-Oracle) and Wonder Woman were all recast as operating a top secret group in the 40s-60s (the exact period was unclear and may have changed from moment-to-moment in the dream) that was, in addition to doing normal heroic operations of fighting bad guys (pretty much working like an SSR but with Agent Carter in charge) trying to promote social equality through means that occasionally bordered on questionable-ethics-but-ends-justify-the-means-for-the-greater-good type actions (e.g., framing a sexual harasser for financial misconduct so that they'd be fired and a more progressive person would be hired in their place... there was also something involving a guy with writing all over his face but I don't know what that was about), all of which somehow led up to an alternate now (which we would also see in flashforwards now and then) where not only was the vast majority of people openly accepting of differences, there was also improved biotechnology such that you could go through a sex change, complete enough to reproduce if you so desired, with just a few hormone treatments, or have unusual body parts like horns grafted on your head just for kicks). And in my half-asleep state (before it had the wherewithal to wonder, "Wait, how would that even work?") my mind thought that this was an awesome idea for a comic and should totally be done and I was rolling around in my head other options to expand it and how to tell the world about this awesome concept.
I don't think trying to read too much into the meaning of this dream would be too fruitful (but if you do, please note that I was entirely positive, emotionally-speaking, about the international feminist conspiracy, and not conjuring it up in a paranoid-ranting-about-black-helicopters way), but it stuck with me long enough for me to realize that it was in fact Friday and I did in fact have to go to work.
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Date: 2015-03-24 09:51 pm (UTC)Also not much of a surprise but I would totally watch that show/read that comic.