jetpack_monkey

I only remember the middle section of this dream. I was running around with

side_of_zen testing two different cameras that both had the word Red prominently in their brand name. This was to gather evidence for some sort of court case. One of the cameras, which belonged to

side_of_zen, had a cracked LCD. Every picture I took was of the bright blue sky and didn't have any red in it, but

side_of_zen kept insisting her pictures came back orange. We turned the cameras into the judge, who was sitting on the hood of a vintage car in the parking lot outside my apartment building. I spoke in a New Zealand accent, which surprised me. It surprised me more that I was surprised, because apparently in the dream I was a New Zealander. I chalked my meta-surprise up to watching a lot of American television and expecting to hear American accents when people talk... but my point of reference was Jack Davenport on Coupling. In any case, the court's findings on the cameras were inconclusive, since

side_of_zen and I could not agree.

side_of_zen demanded her camera back and I argued that she shouldn't want it because it was broken... and then I flitted off into another dream that I can't remember at all.