phil ringnalda

Mostly, I don’t remember my dreams. Two or three times a year, something will wake me up in the middle of one, and I’ll be amazed at what goes on in my head while I’m not using it, but the rest of the time it’s a blank.

But last night, I must have been dreaming of RSS, because I woke up with the fully-formed idea of a documentary video of the history of RSS, with a straight voiceover, and the video being cheesy-effects with “action figures” in cars, full of sly digs at the history as we tell it: RSS 0.90 starts out as a Volkswagen van, then they get a cutting torch and turn it into a pickup for 0.91, Dave’s hitchhiking so they pick him up but he gets in the driver’s seat, RSS 1.0’s a Ferrari that constantly breaks down, and every time a dozen people get out, run around it shouting, and then get back in without doing anything and drive off, RSS 1.1’s an Apollo capsule that parachutes down in the middle of the road suddenly, Atom starts out as a good looking car, but 200 people are constantly working on it, even while it’s driving along, building up and then tearing down enormous spoilers and scoops and weird things sticking out the sides that don’t make any sense at all…

How do you stand it, remembering your dreams all the time?