I dreamt the night before last I was a human-cockroach hybrid, which sounds a bit disturbing, I know, but was actually kind of cool.
I could fly, for instance. And stay underwater for long periods of time. Plus I had a certain amount of plasticity so if I had to escape a building via the plumbing I could.
This came in handy because people were after me.
I was a super-powered chitin-covered spy.
"Like Naked Lunch," M said. Or it could've been Matt Danley. We were out doing up the town on a Friday night.
"You mean, Metamorphosis," I replied. Though, truth be known, it reminded me of a book I'd read some months previous, Gregor Samsa, which had been a spin-off of Kafka's Metomorphosis.
"Yeah, but the Cockroaches were spies in Naked Lunch," someone said.
Matt Danley then informed us that along with tarantulas,* cockroaches are the only animal theorized to be able to survive on Saturn.** Something about breathing concentrated oxygen and going dormant during extreme cold.
"But what would they have to eat?" he pondered.
"Each other," replied M.
*"Those big hairy spiders", is what he actually said.
**Or was it Mars?
***Thanks to Wikipedia for the above photo