Odd dream

I’m still in my late teens, still living at home. I see a movie having something to do with a group of American women offering relief services in Iraq—but not quite the Iraq we know. I write a blog entry about the movie; when I post it I see immediately that the particular blogging software I’m using has filtered my content in a way that is not incorrect or objectionable, but neither is it what I want. I decide I’m going to rewrite the entry from scratch, and just as I do I’m called to dinner.

Dinner is unmemorable except that in the dream version of my family I have a brother.

I return to my room to fix the blog entry. I have two computers to work with. One is the computer I normally use (in the context of the dream; it’s more like a Mac IIsi than anything else). The other is a Mac Color Classic. I’m amazed how quickly it runs Panther, but then in the dream I recall reading that Panther is specially optimized for better performance on legacy Macs.

I should add that I have no siblings and that Apple Computer did not yet exist when I was in my late teens, never mind the particular models mentioned. (I’ve only had passing acquaintance with either of them.)

(There were no blogs then, either, of course.)