I had a dream that I was on a planet where everyone was a superman (or superwoman), except me.
I hid in a shipping container halfway up a massive tower of shipping containers, and found an old man there who had been hiding for a long time - he wasn't super, either.

We had a fridge, but couldn't open it to get food because the light would come on and give away our hiding place. In the end the superpeople used their x-ray vision and found us anyway, though, and I was deported back to Earth. They were basically sympathetic, but very condescending, like people might be to an ape.

That dream worried me a little bit.
(MooCow_Byter, Mon 15 Jan 2007, 13:22, archived)

I very much hope it wasn't a premonition.

( TonyUNDERSCORE from the Internet, Mon 15 Jan 2007, 13:24, archived)

You are bicycle repair man
AICMFP
( SpoonMeiser, Mon 15 Jan 2007, 13:24, archived)

(MooCow_Byter, Mon 15 Jan 2007, 13:26, archived)

There's a shop in town called that.

( Moon Girl Technologies horrendous beanbag, Mon 15 Jan 2007, 13:27, archived)

I've felt a bit like that ever since starting university

( The Mock TurtIe ™ --- Thinks you are a cunt, on, Mon 15 Jan 2007, 13:27, archived)

The trick is to open the door ever so slightly,
then put your hand over the button for the light, holding it down. That way it doesn't turn on.
(MooCow_Byter, Mon 15 Jan 2007, 13:31, archived)