1453-08 (2bc61 dist, 2.8 mean)
Selected-By: Klone (aka Daniel V Klein) <email@example.com>
The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply.
Your question was:
And in response, thus spake the Oracle:
> Sometimes I'm embarrassed by how much you know about me, especially
> about my dreams. Like you know that I dreamed about eating
> peanut-butter soup, and you could probably tell me what that means.
> Please don't. Along with the usual carrots and parsnips there were RCA
> and BNC connectors, and (get this!) seven eight-inch floppy disks.
> Haven't seen those since Bill Gates was poor.
> Anyway what I need is an interpretation of last night's dream, the one
> (you know it) where the race-car drivers were lined up and were about
> to dance the Can-Can dance, when instead former President Bush (I
> forget which one) handed me one of those disks from the previous dream,
> and vanished in a puff of greasy orange smoke. Also, what should I do
> with the disk? Even if I did have an old drive to read it, I'd be
> afraid of the orange grease.
} You needn't worry about the disk. It will be neutralized (with great
} effort and hardship, a dash of heroism, and running subtext on the
} topic of addiction) by a couple of kids from rural Missouri, who will
} carry it across Hong Kong to the Cray of Doom for secure reformatting
} in tonight's dream. Just don't do anything foolish with it before
} that happens.
} As for the dancing drivers etc., I could tell you, but you could
} figure it out yourself too. Do that. The BNCs, though, are just
} weird. I recommend either counseling or a ham sandwich.
} You owe the Oracle a 1950's-futuristic reimagining of Macbeth, with
} random surreal touches. That dream from last month will do nicely as
} a starting point.