Dream Lessons: #22 – Fishing for Likes

#22

There are ingenious ways to catch fish.

Like throwing a tennis ball into a net that then forces water out of an organ-like array of pipes, into other pipes which may or may not contain fish.

That can catch fish!

Not particularly efficiently, but it worked somehow – one girl caught three in one go!

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Dream Lessons: #21 – (Par)take a chance

[Awful pun. Truly sorry. Shout out to my fave mobile game Microgolf Masters, which doubtless inspired this.]

Lesson #21

It’s always worth a free punt at a golf tournament in a shopping mall, on the off-chance you hit a stunning shot and make the quarter finals!

Dream Lessons: #20 – Back to the grind

[Yay, the dream lessons are back! More to learn, less sense to make!]

Lesson #20

If you turn up back at your old job after a year away to do one day a week while continuing to live the dream, chances are no one will know what to do with you, and apparently, your recently-graduated mate will now be the Ministry of Defence’s go-to programming expert when dumb work experience kids need coding help.

 

Dream Lessons: #18 – Harley Worth It

Lesson #18

When you’re mad at your friend for trying to drive your car to the house party because you’re taking too long at the petrol station, don’t let your subconscious autopilot direct you instead to your sister’s old school friend’s house.

[This dream was unusual in that it actually could happen. No zombies, flying, or beekeeping (I mean, I could do that but I don’t) – whereas I often drive to the wrong places when I’m not paying attention.]

Dream Lessons: #17 – Deep Cave City Limits

Lesson #17

When rescuing your mother from a flooded cave and then exploring it yourself (how else will you get that important microchip covered in DNA?), make sure you (or your sister, acting as a page) have a sword handy, because you just know that cave gonna be full of draugar (the plural of the Old Norse draugr, don’t ya know)!

Dream Lessons: #15 – Timmy’s Fallen Down The Well

Lesson #15

Intricate inter-mob revenge plots – involving your grandma, flooding their house, and then rescuing them with scuba gear – are unlikely to work as smoothly as planned.

[I hope I don’t have to clarify this, but to be perfectly clear, my grandma was a tool of revenge, not the target of it – I have weird dreams but there’s a line people! I even tried to subvert the plan because I felt bad.]