We cut out and send in a coupon from a magazine for a Dream Machine. When it arrives at our door, we ride our mail order contraption through daydreams of the future and the past, dreams of particular locations, dreams of romantic aspirations, and nighttime dreams (including nightmares). Then we wake up in time to listen to H. G. Wells’ scary Dream of Armageddon, first broadcast in 1948. All in 78-RPM splendor.