Last night I had one of those weirder dreams… I was with the crew of the Serenity on the bridge of the Heart of Gold (the new one) but with the computer from the old. If you’re with me so far, awesome, we can be friends.
We were typing commands rapidly to the rest of our fleet, and shredding them as they printed out on Eddie’s dot-matrix ticker because we were about to be boarded. The rest of the craft in our fleet were “manned” by various animals and we had to type things out in their individual languages. Everything was going fine until we got to all the little chinchilla ships who kept demanding clarification. Apparently we type too slow for chinchillas to comprehend because chinchillas (especially space chinchillas) comprehend the universe at a dramatically different speed than humans do.
No, I don’t know why we were being boarded. No, I don’t remember the commands we were sending the space chinchillas. Yes, Wash felt bad because flying the Heart of Gold is much more about a computer console and giving verbal commands than it is feeling the ship and directing it viscerally with a wheel.
Yes, I may have been Mal. I remember wearing tight pants.