Dream in which the new form of warfare is dropping rocks on people. To demonstrate, a small boulder is dropped on a nearby pickup truck, smashing the cab.
"Wow," I say, impressed.
"That's nothing." I'm directed to look beyond, where a desert scene stretches to the horizon. A giant cube of stone 5 city-blocks on a side falls majestically from the sky. The explosion is of extraordinary magnitude: billowing clouds of dust burst from the ground, in slow motion.
Now we're all sons of bitches.
Posted by Alan at June 4, 2005 03:47 PM