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Pastimes : Don't Ask Rambi -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Jacques Chitte who wrote (41922)	11/16/1999 8:10:00 PM
From: Gauguin	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Wow. Hmm. It's amazing the 3d chippery inside the noggin. I don't get how, when new graphic chips will have 100 million transistors and still not duplicate dream scenery, how your little bio bed can paint things up so fast. Part of ~ you know, this is interesting ~ part of last nights dream occurred like yours, when pain kept waking me up. In the beginning I was in a hospital/college/shopping mall, and it ended with the woman picking up and virtually un-snapping the eight legged cat. But I needed to get my bearings about the place (Penni was there, selling books. I didn't see her, but I could "feel" her. Well, not feel her, heh heh, but I could "sense" she was there.) So to get bearings, I grab my mouse, from who knows where, and I go outside the building, which is huge and multi-faceted, and I start walking the colonnades et al. And I can "click" on the building! It is bit-mapped, or whatever they say about a 3D program, from how the curser orients in the screen to change views! The freaking outside of the building! So I keep clicking farther ahead, and eventually I get around the far end, about three hundred feet away, and run out of mouse cord (!), and have to really stretch it, because I want to see the architectural section detail of the second floor arch! Then when I woke up, I started thinking about how that could actually be done in "real life". (But first went back in and saw the 8 legged, two sectioned cat.) Plus I had a friend in the hospital I needed to find, and did. Friends are important, everywhere. I felt a lot of affection. Sex dreams are the best; but I need to find out what stimulates those, and heck with this architecture and science crap.