Last night I moved my Dreamcast back out to the living room TV (it had been in my bedroom). As a test, I started playing my new copy of Mr. Driller, and then got my wife playing it, too. The game is addicting, and that lead us to a conversation about our Tetris Dreams (where you keep dreaming about the pieces, or at least thinking about them while falling asleep).

Today, my five-year-old tries out Sega Swirl for the first time in a few months, and is now able to play it very well where before she found it too frustrating. It is keeping her busy while we are doing chores, so I don't stop her from playing.

After she plays for a couple of hours, she takes a break and says to me, "I can sometimes still see the swirls going away when I close my eyes."

As Colonel Nicholson said, "What have I done?"

Heh -- I hate software dreams. Back in my former life as a technical writer (which I may be revisiting soon) I used to dream about new software packages I was learning. It was very frustrating to dream about page layout programs like Framemaker. My dream would consist of a screen with a cursor moving around invoking options. It was awful. I'd wake up feeling like I had just spent time at the office.

Waay back when I was a long distance courier (8-10 hours/300 miles per day) I'd feel myself decelerating to a rural Wisconsin stop sign as I "fell" asleep.

I kind of liked it.
Now I just have visions of endless pitch letters dancing in my head.

-Andrew