Tonight I dreamed about a chain of home electronics and toy superstores which had a display of vintage home computers. While most computers were represented in their display, the focus for some unknown reason was on the MSX and Atari 8-bit systems. A few Commodores including one or two VIC-20s were seen as well. People were crowded around the display; older people remembering their youth and kids amazed at the simplicity.
In order to make some money, the stores had also brought second hand vintage games to sell. Unfortunately though the selection was pretty much limited to loose NES and SNES (?!) cartridges, just like in real life. Quite a disappointment after all the work to assemble a collection of old computers to display. So unlike my previous dreams, no unknown VIC-20 cartridges scored last night.
New VIC dreams
Last night, I dreamed that I was driving to my parent's house, with my father as the passenger. They had closed down the main road, so my father suggested a side road which ran through a farmer's field and ended up right at their house. I briefly thought it odd that I never knew about this road, but I played along; sure enough, there it was. no sooner did we turn onto this dirt road did I notice that someone had dumped some garbage off to the side. In with the garbage was some Commodore equipment I had never seen before. I stopped the car and got out to get a closer look. There was some weird Commodore equipment, but what caught my eye was the Commodore golf shirts, still wrapped in protective plastic (which I had previously thought was garbage).
Excited, I looked at my father and said, "I must be dreaming! I HAVE to be DREAMING!" That's when I realized that I was dreaming, and became very disappointed. The dream was lost.
Note to self: Whenever something really great happens, do not ask myself if I am, in fact, dreaming. Just enjoy the moment.
Excited, I looked at my father and said, "I must be dreaming! I HAVE to be DREAMING!" That's when I realized that I was dreaming, and became very disappointed. The dream was lost.
Note to self: Whenever something really great happens, do not ask myself if I am, in fact, dreaming. Just enjoy the moment.
What bizarre dream I had last night! I mixed several elements together: a VIC20 talk with a colleague, the following quote from PaulQ
I was back in my childhood at age 12, I was on a train with other pals and one of them was a VIC20 (like the character portrayed in the user manual). This perhaps because I really had a friend named VIC who also owned a VIC. What a mess!
Well, at a certain point the train was hijacked by terrorists and we were thrown out of the train, down from a bridge into the waters. Fallen with us there was Bree Van De Kamp of "Desperate Housewives" that drowned in the water.
I too was sinking, more and more, thinking I was about to die, but then I realized I was close to special place. There was a strange pyramidal tunnel, with archaic black and white icons printed on the walls that was a sort of portal to another world.
Still sinking, having reached the end of the tunnel, at the vertex of the pyramid with no exit ahead, I lost consciousness (in the dream) and woke up into the other world. It was a parallel world, with the same people and the same nations of the earth, but since it evolved differently from our world, it had small differences. First difference was that it was completely underwater: the sky was a big dome with water all above.
In this world, the VIC20 was also an old computer, but it was still used by people for their own real business. It was very common, or even it was the only kind of computer used. While visiting the places of this otherworld, I have seen a vic20 silver painted with metal keys that had rounded corners.
This world was also malign in some way. There was a character similar to Ben Linus of "Lost" that made us prisoners, alarmed by our coming.
We discovered that inhabitants were conspiring to destroy our world, but they were unable to do that, because the two worlds where physically separated, being located into alternate universes.
At a certain point we felt insecure for our lives and decide to escape, not before robbing a safe in a cave that contained something important (the plans of our world destruction).
But, our friend VIC, jeopardized the mission, telling us he had an higher plan to accomplish. Traitor!
The rest of the dream I can narrate not, for I have returned suddenly into this very real world, to my most disappointment.
Amazing dream, very vivid and rich of details (that I have omitted for brevity).
Now that I write this dream report, I realize that this "other world" is the world I have several times fantasized about: a world where VIC20 has not disappeared from the scene, where programmers struggle to fit programs into the hardware and not vice versa. What a shame that evolution didn't stopped at VIC20!
and TV series ("Lost" and "Desperate Housewives"). This is the dream's plot:In an unexpected twist of fate, the Vic 20 will be the computer that will save humanity from itself.
I was back in my childhood at age 12, I was on a train with other pals and one of them was a VIC20 (like the character portrayed in the user manual). This perhaps because I really had a friend named VIC who also owned a VIC. What a mess!
Well, at a certain point the train was hijacked by terrorists and we were thrown out of the train, down from a bridge into the waters. Fallen with us there was Bree Van De Kamp of "Desperate Housewives" that drowned in the water.
I too was sinking, more and more, thinking I was about to die, but then I realized I was close to special place. There was a strange pyramidal tunnel, with archaic black and white icons printed on the walls that was a sort of portal to another world.
Still sinking, having reached the end of the tunnel, at the vertex of the pyramid with no exit ahead, I lost consciousness (in the dream) and woke up into the other world. It was a parallel world, with the same people and the same nations of the earth, but since it evolved differently from our world, it had small differences. First difference was that it was completely underwater: the sky was a big dome with water all above.
In this world, the VIC20 was also an old computer, but it was still used by people for their own real business. It was very common, or even it was the only kind of computer used. While visiting the places of this otherworld, I have seen a vic20 silver painted with metal keys that had rounded corners.
This world was also malign in some way. There was a character similar to Ben Linus of "Lost" that made us prisoners, alarmed by our coming.
We discovered that inhabitants were conspiring to destroy our world, but they were unable to do that, because the two worlds where physically separated, being located into alternate universes.
At a certain point we felt insecure for our lives and decide to escape, not before robbing a safe in a cave that contained something important (the plans of our world destruction).
But, our friend VIC, jeopardized the mission, telling us he had an higher plan to accomplish. Traitor!
The rest of the dream I can narrate not, for I have returned suddenly into this very real world, to my most disappointment.
Amazing dream, very vivid and rich of details (that I have omitted for brevity).
Now that I write this dream report, I realize that this "other world" is the world I have several times fantasized about: a world where VIC20 has not disappeared from the scene, where programmers struggle to fit programs into the hardware and not vice versa. What a shame that evolution didn't stopped at VIC20!
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Hi Nippur, nice dream! Have you tried changing your pusher?
I'm joking, it's good to read you again in Denial, the Italian group (and the others, I guess) missed you. 
I'm joking, it's good to read you again in Denial, the Italian group (and the others, I guess) missed you. What if...? has always been very attractive to me. I've read several ucronic novels, and dreamed about what it would have been of my life if I had chosen another University, or another job, or another woman. Not that I'm unhappy with things I have now, but alternate worlds are always so fascinating...nippur72 wrote:Now that I write this dream report, I realize that this "other world" is the world I have several times fantasized about: a world where VIC20 has not disappeared from the scene, where programmers struggle to fit programs into the hardware and not vice versa. What a shame that evolution didn't stopped at VIC20!
Last night, I dreamed I was reading a modern computer magazine. In the middle they had a separate section about retro computing and gaming, with plenty of screenshots and texts about homebrew games. A bit like Retroaction Magazine but fewer pages.
Several of the games mentioned were under development, and there even was a VIC-20 game in there. I expected it to be Realms of Quest 3, or perhaps Omega Fury, but it was some other previously unheard of game. It had very high detail graphics though, and the article mentioned new VIC tricks to get the detailed graphics and colour resolution. Perhaps it was a Finnish production? Unfortunately I can't recall exactly what the screenshots looked like, but they didn't look like something you would expect on a VIC-20.
The C64 games displayed though were mostly top-down racing games, about a handful different ones.
While flipping through the magazine, the sections were so seamlessly integrated that one barely noticed when the retro section ended and the modern PC stuff took over.
Several of the games mentioned were under development, and there even was a VIC-20 game in there. I expected it to be Realms of Quest 3, or perhaps Omega Fury, but it was some other previously unheard of game. It had very high detail graphics though, and the article mentioned new VIC tricks to get the detailed graphics and colour resolution. Perhaps it was a Finnish production? Unfortunately I can't recall exactly what the screenshots looked like, but they didn't look like something you would expect on a VIC-20.
The C64 games displayed though were mostly top-down racing games, about a handful different ones.
While flipping through the magazine, the sections were so seamlessly integrated that one barely noticed when the retro section ended and the modern PC stuff took over.
Anders Carlsson
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I had a dream about a vast VIC library and RAM expansion at my fingertips, but it came true with the delivery of Mega-Cart.
Now I am dreaming of an awesome front-end interface with the same library for PC emulation -- so where's my copy of Gamebase20?
Now I am dreaming of an awesome front-end interface with the same library for PC emulation -- so where's my copy of Gamebase20?
Any technology distinguishable from magic is insufficiently advanced.
https://robert.hurst-ri.us/rob/retrocomputing
https://robert.hurst-ri.us/rob/retrocomputing
Ok, this is not really a VIC dream, but it's strange. Two nights in a row the same exact dream:
Some dorky-looking girl I never met before holding me by the shoulders and trying to keep intense eye contact. She keeps saying "Ok, Jeffrey, you're dreaming and you need to wake up RIGHT now!" over and over (with a very urgent tone like i don't realize how much trouble I am in). I wake up. Nothing seems urgent. I don't even have to pee. Strange.
Some dorky-looking girl I never met before holding me by the shoulders and trying to keep intense eye contact. She keeps saying "Ok, Jeffrey, you're dreaming and you need to wake up RIGHT now!" over and over (with a very urgent tone like i don't realize how much trouble I am in). I wake up. Nothing seems urgent. I don't even have to pee. Strange.
dreamt last night that i was chased around the local dump while trying to save this retro computer stuff (dunno if those things where Commodore or Atari, cant remember.) from this giant crusher/packer machine they had set up in the yard, and i ran around and put valuable and rare stuff in boxes so they where saved (?) while blue clad guys with red caps tried to stop me by stomping on my feet.
later before i woke up it change to me being chased by humans with animal heads trough the woods.
later before i woke up it change to me being chased by humans with animal heads trough the woods.
"Are you keeping up with Commodore? cuz Commodore is keeping up with you!"
i have actually played that game once, but the chance of me making a dream about it some 10 years later must be very slim.Jeff-20 wrote:AMIDAR!Luzur wrote:... while blue clad guys with red caps tried to stop me by stomping on my feet.
later before i woke up it change to me being chased by humans with animal heads trough the woods.
"Are you keeping up with Commodore? cuz Commodore is keeping up with you!"
I was at some flea market, and saw a 1540 drive sitting on a sewing machine. Some kind of gunk was plugging up the screw holes on the bottom. I asked the lady how much; she had a heavy accent and said $6.50. I asked her if it still worked, and she said she didn't know. I told her all I would offer was $5. She said I could have it for $5, took it from me, and told me that all items had to be "Delivered." She then walked into the back room with the 1540. I protested; I didn't want it delivered. Then I could see her in that back room, putting the 1540 into its original box, then she taped up that box. She came back and gave it to me with a smile and said, "See? Now it's delivered."
As I was walking away, boxed 1540 under my arm, my alarm clock woke me up.
As I was walking away, boxed 1540 under my arm, my alarm clock woke me up.
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I dreamt that the early home computers were outlawed in countries all over the world and that there was an international task force led by William Shatner that went from country to country looking for signs of obsolete technology. People who harboured a known-working outdated computer were killed by lethal injection; those who harboured a non-working outdated computer faced life imprisonment.
I was part of the resistance and kept my ten VIC 20s, my four Sega Game Gears, my two Sega Mega Drives, my three Amiga 600s, my Amiga 1200, my two Atari STs and my Commodore 64 in an undisclosed location in Cuba -- Shatner wasn't too keen on South America since Kirsty McColl got killed there so the task force tended to give it a wide berth.
The move from the UK to Cuba was a difficult transition but I soon adjusted. Then the unthinkable happened; Shatner was sacked for derilection of duty and was replaced by Patrick Stewart who loved South America but had a distaste for Ireland (he didn't like Guinness all that much) -- so off I went to the Emerald Isle. This process of changing location in accordance with the likes/dislikes of whichever celebrity was in tenure kept repeating itself.
I was part of the resistance and kept my ten VIC 20s, my four Sega Game Gears, my two Sega Mega Drives, my three Amiga 600s, my Amiga 1200, my two Atari STs and my Commodore 64 in an undisclosed location in Cuba -- Shatner wasn't too keen on South America since Kirsty McColl got killed there so the task force tended to give it a wide berth.
The move from the UK to Cuba was a difficult transition but I soon adjusted. Then the unthinkable happened; Shatner was sacked for derilection of duty and was replaced by Patrick Stewart who loved South America but had a distaste for Ireland (he didn't like Guinness all that much) -- so off I went to the Emerald Isle. This process of changing location in accordance with the likes/dislikes of whichever celebrity was in tenure kept repeating itself.
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orion70
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Last night I dreamt about my schoolmate Barbara (the girl whom I had a crush on in the mid-Eighties) sending me a postcard about the VIC-20 and the Commodore 64. In the dream, I used the sender's address to know where she lived, and when I arrived there, I discovered that there was a big party with all my schoolmates. I remember well their happy young faces.
When I woke up this morning, nostalgia hit me. I looked in the box where I keep personal stuff, and found the postcard. I had completely forgotten it. It was actually sent to me by Barbara in the summer of 1985, and the text said: Hi there! Commodore 64 or VIC-20?. I drove to my workplace listening to the the Very Best of Culture Club CD. I'm kind of sad now.
When I woke up this morning, nostalgia hit me. I looked in the box where I keep personal stuff, and found the postcard. I had completely forgotten it. It was actually sent to me by Barbara in the summer of 1985, and the text said: Hi there! Commodore 64 or VIC-20?. I drove to my workplace listening to the the Very Best of Culture Club CD. I'm kind of sad now.