I dreamed I was living someplace that looked very like the Pacific Northwet, and I was interviewing for a job with this start-up company that used all kinds of rapid prototyping and CNC machining technologies (some of which only existed in my dream) to make all kinds of whimsical and one-off firearms designs to the customer's order.
Basically, you'd sit down with your consultant, a computer monitor, and stacks of books, and spec out this fantastical piece of your dreams. Within an hour or so, voila! The elves in the back room workshop would have it done and roll your .22 Gatling pistol or full-auto double-barrel bullpup shotgun out into the showroom on a wheeled cart and whip the white sheet off in a dramatic reveal.
I really, really wanted that gig.
The dream was probably inspired by the fact that this one guy who sets up at the Indy 1500 who always has interesting stuff, from Bulldog Gatlings and 8-bore underlever doubles to StG44s, had a Fuchs .416 bolt-action double rifle sitting there with the bolt out where you could see the mechanical weirdness and wonder.