Sunday, November 27, 2005
Where we sue video game places and ride in the leather elevators
I had a long dream involving my French class except it was really a video game class. (There was a minor subplot in which a girl who in RL is called Rachel, was named Baumgartner, and Molly Ringwald from The Breakfast Club was there and kept calling her Penny, and “Baumgartner” would yell back at her, “MY NAME’S NOT PENNY! IT’S BAUMGARTNER!”)
As part of our class project, we brought this huge lawsuit against three major companies, except we didn’t even know the names of the companies, we just knew the games they made—Carmen Sandiego, Mario, and some other one I don’t remember the name of. I think it was a shopping game. The next day we were all looking out the window of this really huge apartment building to see whether we’d won. A giant billboard with Carmen Sandiego on it rose up into the sky, cracked, and floated away. Then two more billboards, each with the game logo on it, did the same thing. This was how we knew we’d won the lawsuit.
Some people from the college then came to us and were so grateful that we’d won the lawsuit that they told us we were allowed to ride in the leather elevators. These were the special faculty/administrators’ elevators at the college. They looked like two baby swings hooked together, so two people would sit in one, facing each other, and then it’d take off like a rollercoaster. We spent several hours going up and down the building in these leather elevators.
At one point I got on one of the leather elevators but here it was just a very large normal elevator. My dad was on it, and so was some other random dude who apparently worked at the college but mostly looked like… hmm. Can’t figure out who. Some sleazy businessman guy. As he talked to my dad he mentioned that Dad was my daughter and I tried to laugh at that and point out, no, I was HIS daughter, but then my dad made this “Shhh” motion to me and I remember that this was someone he’d said didn’t have a sense of humor so I shouldn’t make jokes around them.
As part of our class project, we brought this huge lawsuit against three major companies, except we didn’t even know the names of the companies, we just knew the games they made—Carmen Sandiego, Mario, and some other one I don’t remember the name of. I think it was a shopping game. The next day we were all looking out the window of this really huge apartment building to see whether we’d won. A giant billboard with Carmen Sandiego on it rose up into the sky, cracked, and floated away. Then two more billboards, each with the game logo on it, did the same thing. This was how we knew we’d won the lawsuit.
Some people from the college then came to us and were so grateful that we’d won the lawsuit that they told us we were allowed to ride in the leather elevators. These were the special faculty/administrators’ elevators at the college. They looked like two baby swings hooked together, so two people would sit in one, facing each other, and then it’d take off like a rollercoaster. We spent several hours going up and down the building in these leather elevators.
At one point I got on one of the leather elevators but here it was just a very large normal elevator. My dad was on it, and so was some other random dude who apparently worked at the college but mostly looked like… hmm. Can’t figure out who. Some sleazy businessman guy. As he talked to my dad he mentioned that Dad was my daughter and I tried to laugh at that and point out, no, I was HIS daughter, but then my dad made this “Shhh” motion to me and I remember that this was someone he’d said didn’t have a sense of humor so I shouldn’t make jokes around them.
Labels: carmen sandiego, dad, mario, molly ringwald
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