tgfuzzball

I found myself standing in the American southwest desert, around the golden hour. The soil was a deep red, and the desert was dotted with small scrub-like plants. A lone saguaro stood in the center of the desert. Though I did not know how I had arrived in this place, I knew what I had to do: find my lost book, The Confessions of St. Augustine. A man, possibly the owner of the property, came walking up to me and handed the lost book to me, asking if it was mine.

After I had found the book, I walked to the south and came upon two Austrian pines which had branches broken off, presumably because of snowfall. In itself, this was not out of the ordinary, but each tree had had one branch broken off--and the decimated branches were around six feet thick, which gave the appearance of a large tree trunk protruding from one side of the tree. As I looked down, I found that my book had transformed into an Android tablet with a 3x5 inch screen and a large Querty keyboard running Ubuntu linux 11.04 As I decided to try to switch it over to KDE, a different window manager, the dream shifted.