Dream: I am photographing an air show, but the aircraft are actually rolls of film. A fellow photographer tells me he prefers photographing 620 film instead of 120 film.
I am then driving to work in the snow. Sometimes I am in my car, while at other times I am wearing four-wheel-drive shoes, and at others I am riding a four-wheel-drive skateboard. I switch the four-wheel-drive on and off on all of them, and find myself skidding and sliding all over the road. As I do so, a brand new Boeing 737, apparently on its way to the air show, passes me. It has a completely new style of wing-integrated engines. I am able to grab one of the engines and ride the jet into town, sliding on the snow, to the air show.
Back at the air show, the Boeing takes off with the deck angle of a rocket, and I am sure it will crash.
The jet performs an Immelmann. Someone says, “He’s just showing off,” but the jet crashes into a parking lot of a local shopping center.
Instead of fire, the sky begins to fill with Legos.
“Our news day just got a lot more complicated,” I say to the other photographer. I switch from an autofocus zoom to an old 180mm. My other camera has a very large, complicated wide angle lens on it.
I approach and begin to photograph the scene as police begin to calmly string crime scene tape.
The Lego plume lifts into the stratosphere.
As I stand with one foot in dry grass and one in green grass, an officer tells me that it’s technically illegal for me to be there.
I step back and say, “I am in the green.”
The officer answers, “Okay, but, um…” and motions toward two reporters who are crouching in the green part of the grass, apparently trying to hide.