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2015.08.26 - toktomi - 08-26-2015 We, men and women, are in dormitories - going to class in a gymnasium-like building, sitting on wood-and-metal bleachers. Listening to a lecture about some kind of weapon system - rockets and guns. All the while I am pursuing an amorous relationship with a very pretty young lady somewhere in the mix of threads. I grew disgusted with their weapons class and decided to leave. I took a piece of plastic from the end of one the exhibited missile-like things [there were a number of them stacked beside the bleachers]. It was a two-piece circular plastic mesh. As I was walking out, the head instructor [Jason Robards*] politely confronted me about the piece. He took it. informing me that it was classified. He mentioned something about some kind [I can't remember the word] of "talk". I went on out and down and ended up on another set of similar bleachers where I was met by my friend, Buck, with whom I had been sitting before. * Jason Robards: That's rather obvious, eh? "A Boy And His Dog" and "The Day After" RE: 2015.08.26 - Eagle1 - 08-26-2015 Thank you, Toktomi! This is a perfect start. Thank you for incubating some dreams for our project! |