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Coming up out of a low-motivation trough - finally getting my place cleaned up properly. Sorted clothes, readied them for charity-shop drop-off. Haven't brought my home HD for repair yet; will do so later this week.
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Last night, dreamed that Chicago got nuked - news included that the firestorm was so strong it essentially swept over and look out the entire USA. (Nice imagery for the day before the 4th of July... eh?). From far away (Canada, maybe?) we mourned.
But then I went there, and it was mostly intact - people were moving about in the process of returning things to normal - repairs, trying to get traffic to move through what damage to the roadways and buildings there was. Just enough infrastructure damage to shake things up and disrupt the normal routine, but by no means total destruction. A few people were holding a race (one of those "Humans' determination to return their routine to normal as quickly as possible after disruption' situations); I assumed it to be the remnants of what had originally been meant to be a marathon, but then I noticed that they were leaping hurdles.
I called down to a woman who was supervising one clean-up site. I didn't mean to be rude... but hadn't they just been nuked a couple of days before? Before she could even answer, I then guessed aloud that it'd been only a 'dirty' bomb, that causes much less infrastructural damage, and she seemed to confirm that. (But then again, if so, the whole place should have been massively irradiated, chock-full of deadly radiation, that invisible killer - so why was I there??). I spoke briefly with one fellow, shaking his hand in both a sympathetic 'good luck; you'll need it' manner, and a 'everyone must have been massively irradiated; although it looks not too bad, you're evidently all going to die' manner.
I wandered off, and began to pick my way carefully across what I took to be train tracks in asphalt...but tracks where some were glowing, twitching fitfully about back and forth almost as if live wires. I assumed them to be those types that switch back and forth to route trains to different tracks, but avoided them. Then I realized that the ground betweeen my feet was a bit warm, and glowing lightly in spots, too...and I suddenly began to fear that here was some of the residual radiation; I picked my way back, retracing my steps, seeking to leave what was probably a very dangerous spot, even as I realized that if it was that hot, it was already too late...
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Last night, dreamed that Chicago got nuked - news included that the firestorm was so strong it essentially swept over and look out the entire USA. (Nice imagery for the day before the 4th of July... eh?). From far away (Canada, maybe?) we mourned.
But then I went there, and it was mostly intact - people were moving about in the process of returning things to normal - repairs, trying to get traffic to move through what damage to the roadways and buildings there was. Just enough infrastructure damage to shake things up and disrupt the normal routine, but by no means total destruction. A few people were holding a race (one of those "Humans' determination to return their routine to normal as quickly as possible after disruption' situations); I assumed it to be the remnants of what had originally been meant to be a marathon, but then I noticed that they were leaping hurdles.
I called down to a woman who was supervising one clean-up site. I didn't mean to be rude... but hadn't they just been nuked a couple of days before? Before she could even answer, I then guessed aloud that it'd been only a 'dirty' bomb, that causes much less infrastructural damage, and she seemed to confirm that. (But then again, if so, the whole place should have been massively irradiated, chock-full of deadly radiation, that invisible killer - so why was I there??). I spoke briefly with one fellow, shaking his hand in both a sympathetic 'good luck; you'll need it' manner, and a 'everyone must have been massively irradiated; although it looks not too bad, you're evidently all going to die' manner.
I wandered off, and began to pick my way carefully across what I took to be train tracks in asphalt...but tracks where some were glowing, twitching fitfully about back and forth almost as if live wires. I assumed them to be those types that switch back and forth to route trains to different tracks, but avoided them. Then I realized that the ground betweeen my feet was a bit warm, and glowing lightly in spots, too...and I suddenly began to fear that here was some of the residual radiation; I picked my way back, retracing my steps, seeking to leave what was probably a very dangerous spot, even as I realized that if it was that hot, it was already too late...