Another Strange Dream.
Apr. 10th, 2004 01:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
teddogI wonder what these dreams reveal about myself. Nothing good, I suppose.
Okays, the dream started with me at Walt Disney World. I was running around and trying to convince people of how the Walt Disney company had lost their way. Somehow this included the use of Muppets and a box of brownies. After many threats from the staff at the hotel I was staying at, I figured it was time to head home to Canada.
I flew back to Thunder Bay and arrived at the college. A bunch of new residence buildings had been built and I was touring them to decide which one I'd be living in next semester. I was hearing stories about a small gang of Mormon computer science students at McMaster University. They were looking to gather all Mormon programmers in Canada and had an expressed interest in me. I laughed and said I enjoyed life up in Thunder Bay on my own. I had no want to join a programming team of others of my faith.
So, after the tour, I went over to the college for media design in the PC lab (must have been a Friday). I talked with Rob about work and he wanted me to build a MySQL database for hotnewmedia.com. Nothing really complex, but for some reason the Multimedia PCs had software to build MySQL databases which looked just like Mircosoft Access.
I guess that it was a work period because we didn't have a sing-a-long or stuff like that. I was pounding at my keyboard when Rob left the room and the strangest thing happened. The computer monitor fired something at me. I ducked and it missed. The other classmates had gathered around me to see what had happened. It appeared that the monitor fired a gold screw at me.
So I sat down at the computer to try to work again, but this time the computer fired two screws at me. I managed to catch them in midair before they hit me and then Rob came back into the room. I mentioned to him that my monitor was shooting objects at me. Rob didn't believe me... until the monitor fired a screw at him. Then he believed me. We discussed what could have caused the computer to go nutty. Rob figured that maybe the monitor was rejecting the parts it was created with.
Suddenly, a giant robot that looked like a cross between a lion and a dog smashed through the classroom door and started firing gold screws at everyone. Much chaos insued.
Thankfully, Dean came running in the room and turned off the robot. You see, the 'bot had been a side project he had been working on in his spare time (where he kept it, I have no clue). He had tried to plug the robot into his computer to upload some files when something on the network attacked both his computer and the linked robot.
Confused at what happened, Rob sent me and Dean on into the hall to figure out what caused the robot went crazy. We hooked up a small computer device to the robot and scanned it's memory banks. Deep down there, we found a virus built with Java and a photo of a stuffed toy. In the virus code there were some odd comments.
Dean told me that he'd look into the coding of the virus and that I should do some research on to comments in the virus. I decided to go back to the PC lab, only to discover that the virus had spread to several other computers. I was worried that the virus would take over the network and I wouldn't be able to get online all weekend.
Jason was in the class at this point with an cereal bowl of fish, but it had no water. I poured the water from a water bottle into the bowl and Jason and Craig complained that it wasn't enough water and the fish would die because of me. Of course, no one else had offered to give water for the fishies and I was still being chewed out.
With the affected computers turned off, I got on a clean computer and used Google to look up the virus. I learned two things:
1) The base of the virus was a Cookie Grabber script sent by email. (I can't figure out how that works either)
2) A programmer who came close to discovering the truth of the virus ended up being murdered. Her killers had found her in real life because her screenname was very close to her real name.
I mentioned this to my friend SLWatson, who goes by what I assumed was her real name online. Because of her contact with me, I was trying to get her to start her online life over with a new screenname.
And then I woke up. o_o
Okays, the dream started with me at Walt Disney World. I was running around and trying to convince people of how the Walt Disney company had lost their way. Somehow this included the use of Muppets and a box of brownies. After many threats from the staff at the hotel I was staying at, I figured it was time to head home to Canada.
I flew back to Thunder Bay and arrived at the college. A bunch of new residence buildings had been built and I was touring them to decide which one I'd be living in next semester. I was hearing stories about a small gang of Mormon computer science students at McMaster University. They were looking to gather all Mormon programmers in Canada and had an expressed interest in me. I laughed and said I enjoyed life up in Thunder Bay on my own. I had no want to join a programming team of others of my faith.
So, after the tour, I went over to the college for media design in the PC lab (must have been a Friday). I talked with Rob about work and he wanted me to build a MySQL database for hotnewmedia.com. Nothing really complex, but for some reason the Multimedia PCs had software to build MySQL databases which looked just like Mircosoft Access.
I guess that it was a work period because we didn't have a sing-a-long or stuff like that. I was pounding at my keyboard when Rob left the room and the strangest thing happened. The computer monitor fired something at me. I ducked and it missed. The other classmates had gathered around me to see what had happened. It appeared that the monitor fired a gold screw at me.
So I sat down at the computer to try to work again, but this time the computer fired two screws at me. I managed to catch them in midair before they hit me and then Rob came back into the room. I mentioned to him that my monitor was shooting objects at me. Rob didn't believe me... until the monitor fired a screw at him. Then he believed me. We discussed what could have caused the computer to go nutty. Rob figured that maybe the monitor was rejecting the parts it was created with.
Suddenly, a giant robot that looked like a cross between a lion and a dog smashed through the classroom door and started firing gold screws at everyone. Much chaos insued.
Thankfully, Dean came running in the room and turned off the robot. You see, the 'bot had been a side project he had been working on in his spare time (where he kept it, I have no clue). He had tried to plug the robot into his computer to upload some files when something on the network attacked both his computer and the linked robot.
Confused at what happened, Rob sent me and Dean on into the hall to figure out what caused the robot went crazy. We hooked up a small computer device to the robot and scanned it's memory banks. Deep down there, we found a virus built with Java and a photo of a stuffed toy. In the virus code there were some odd comments.
Dean told me that he'd look into the coding of the virus and that I should do some research on to comments in the virus. I decided to go back to the PC lab, only to discover that the virus had spread to several other computers. I was worried that the virus would take over the network and I wouldn't be able to get online all weekend.
Jason was in the class at this point with an cereal bowl of fish, but it had no water. I poured the water from a water bottle into the bowl and Jason and Craig complained that it wasn't enough water and the fish would die because of me. Of course, no one else had offered to give water for the fishies and I was still being chewed out.
With the affected computers turned off, I got on a clean computer and used Google to look up the virus. I learned two things:
1) The base of the virus was a Cookie Grabber script sent by email. (I can't figure out how that works either)
2) A programmer who came close to discovering the truth of the virus ended up being murdered. Her killers had found her in real life because her screenname was very close to her real name.
I mentioned this to my friend SLWatson, who goes by what I assumed was her real name online. Because of her contact with me, I was trying to get her to start her online life over with a new screenname.
And then I woke up. o_o
