Last night I dreamed that waking up I was back in the past, sometime in the late '40s, as I saw American jeeps and troops down on the streets in Gorizia (the Allied forces were controlling this area after WWII), there were very few cars and people was dressed differently. While my bedroom it was as it is today, also the rest of the apartment was filled with old furniture.

But in the old kitchen I found my back-pack, with my PowerBook inside. Not only I had a modern computer in the 40s, but for some incredible reason (well... it was a dream, uh?) I could get on-line, of course connecting to the 2002 web. Google was working!

I felt so excited for what I could have done with this immense power that I woke up.

I guess that the fact that after 12 days my TiBook is still somewhere in Germany to get the screen replaced it's starting to wear me off...