I had an impressive dream last night (and, No, I don't watch much TV/movies!). I'd gone to QLD to visit a friend, having ridden up on my bike. I stayed at a beachside motel. In the morning I walked out, to see all these UFOs hovering over the water. Aliens had come to Earth. Everybody was initially happy, but I was concerned that they had not come in peace. Anyway, next thing they took over! They kind of made us slaves, or rather minions, in the sense that we could do our own thing, but were tightly controlled, and they constantly inspected everything we did, and we had to kowtow to every one of them in the street. Much of the dream was me frustratedly trying to pack stuff in my bike's topbox - I was going to try to secretly return to Victoria, which they hadn't yet taken, given that they were only slightly more technologically advanced (they got around in slow moving hovercraft Porches), but mostly walked and had trouble doing so (big fat asthmatic things, they were. You could hear them come from their breathing). Anyway I couldn't escape. But somebody took me down to a shed by the water, and inside there was a busy group of people. Their leader was a guy who rode a cruiser motorbike and was kinda cool, 80's style, looking like a cross between Patrick Swayzee and Rambo. The other was a friendly 55 yr old Harley rider kind of guy with a huge gut and white beard. They were building high powered sports bikes, and fitting machine guns to the handlebars. I joined them, and would deceive the aliens who came trying to inspect. We were basically assembling large motorcycle gangs to take back the Earth - we were gonna kick some alien butt! So if they come, and the internet's down, let's all assemble 10am the next morning at a Maccas somewhere (suggestions?), and ride out to a big shed somewhere in the country, with some welding gear. Let's take back the Earth! Are you in?!