Last night, I had a dream where I was with two friends at the opening day of some amusement park like Jurassic Park, but without the cool Jeeps, and with advanced friendly robotic dinosaurs instead of actual crazed Tyrannosaurus-Rexes and spitting Dilophosauruses (yeah, I had to look that up). After walking through a bright green field of perfectly mowed grass with a bunch of baby robotic velociraptors, we got to a small outdoor stage (still in this magical theme park) where I somehow conjured up three VIP pit tickets to see Bon Iver. Sadly, my alarm went off right as he came on.
BUT WHAT DOES IT MEAN!?
I've decided that my dream was a product of 1) Listening to Dark Was the Night (and For Emma, Forever Ago) the last three weeks and 2) reading an article about Honda's new brain-wave controller for robots and watching the related video.
Hilarious.
