Ravioli Arm

My cousin Shannon and I were hiding in the bushes along the road in front of her house. It was either very early morning, or almost night... either way, we were apparently trying to sneak down to our grandparents house which was two houses away.

We stayed low to the road, trying to stay covered by all the weeds and bushes along the side... but then the plants started grabbing at us, and some of them actually started burrowing into the skin of my left arm. We worked ourselves free and went up into the regular grass, but something had already started happening where the plants had gotten me.

My arm was all mushy and weird, and there was a square patch of skin that was nearly cut off. I told her not to worry about it, because I could just stitch it back in place and it would be okay. No sooner did I say that, and the square patch of skin sunk down into my arm leaving a gaping hole.

I thought I would start bleeding, but instead I could see ravioli filling the inside of my arm. It was moving around as if it was alive, but it turned my whole arm limp and mushy. I tried to grab the piece of skin before it disappeared into the ravioli, but I didn't get it.

Toy Scrounge

Dad and I were riding down an elevator at some casino, after winning some money. We were in the elevator with some other man in a business suit, and I was carrying my winnings in a cash drawer. As we were going down, the elevator quickly dropped a few floors - fast than it was supposed to, yet it slowed before we got to the ground floor.

We exited the elevator and made our way to this small K-mart-like store that was in the lobby of the hotel. Apparently I was supposed to work there, which is why I had my money in the cash drawer. Since I was gambling, I also had the little "lucky alien" that one of my friends gave me in that same drawer.

When I got to the counter, I tossed my drawer up onto it - but I threw it too hard and it smashed to the floor behind the counter. I figured that all of my money would be spilled out onto the floor, but only a few bills had actually come loose. However, my alien had disappeared, probably landing underneath the racks of stuff in one of the rows behind the counter.

The girl there told me to go look under the shelves, and when I did I started finding all kinds of forgotten little toys in the dirt and dust under the shelves. I started at the far end and worked my way backwards... snatching up all these toys as I went. I found my alien, but I also found other aliens that looked similar to mine. I also found a squishy brain toy, and a sticky/gummy snail toy. The shell was made of that sticky "wall waker" type material, and the body was made of the slimey "ooze" stuff that you can get out of those quarter machines.

As I was sticking all this stuff in my pockets, I was worried that they were going to catch me and I'd be in trouble for trying to steal these toys - but since they had obviously been underneath these shelves for a long time, I didn't want to leave them there.

Barbara Streisand?

I was sitting on a window ledge, on the third floor of an apartment building. I had my camera with me, and I was taking picture of the actions below. One of the neighbor girls was learning to drive, and I watched as she nearly drove her truck into a phone pole. She got out and looked up and smiled, as if she was proudly posing for a picture.

It was about that time that I realized that I was stuck out on this ledge, and I couldn't really turn around to come back in because there was a rail behind me that was only providing about 3 or 4 inches of ledge for me to sit on. If I turned to come back in, I'd slide off the edge and fall. I hollered for Genesee to come and hold on to my collar while I turned around, then I went inside.

Inside, I sat down at a booth in our kitchen. Before I realized it, Barbara Streisand snuck up behind me and cornered me. She was saying that I better get busy packing my stuff, because she had spoken with the landlord and was going to be moving in to my apartment very soon. She said that because I had already informed the landlord that I was looking for a new place, she decided to go ahead and kick me out early so Barbara could move in.

Squirtman Shakedown

Jim and I were in some bowling alley late at night, and he was supposed to shake down some guy that owed his boss some money. As we walked in, we noticed that nobody was bowling. Instead, they were all facing the opposite direction of the lanes, watching a movie being shown on the front wall.

Jim walked up to the guy and started telling him about how he needed to pay his boss the money, but the guy was obviously not scared by little Jim. He kept rolling his eyes, basically not paying any attention to anything that Jim was telling him. I saw that the message wasn't getting through to him, so I started playing "good cop" and began talking to him as well.

I told him that it had been a while since Jim had needed to kill anyone, but I'm sure that he wouldn't hesitate if his boss told him to do it. We got up to leave and headed towards the door, where I saw this girl that looked like Christina Ricci, wearing this 1950's looking dress. Some girl was walking with me out the door, and I shut the door after she walked out so I could tell the 50's girl how good she looked in her outfit.

She smiled and said thanks, and then headed out to the truck with me. Jim was driving this giant 4x4 truck with front and back seats, and we were parked right next to a yellow Lamborghini. Me and the new girl got in the back seat and we all headed on our way.

Snow Boarding

I was out in some remote location, trying to teach myself how to snowboard. I was going uphill along some river, and was only able to scoot about 3 or 4 feet at a time, but then I figured out how to make my snowboard hover - and was able to go futher distances.

I ran into Ami Phillips along the way, and she was carrying a bunch of broken VCRs up the hill to her house. I tried to get her to let me help her with some of them, but she was very firm in that she could handle it. I got the feeling that she wouldn't let me help because she didn't want me to think that a woman couldn't handle it by herself.

Car Stuff and Work

Mom and I were going camping out in some jungle somewhere, and she was driving the car while hauling a HUGE trailer stacked with firewood. We were deep in the jungle, when the road turned into this rickety looking stone bridge with no supports underneath. It was like this stone bridge had grown out of the walls along the edge of this cliff, and it twisted and curved over this big open river.

The rock bridge was barely wide enough for the car, and looked to be only a couple feet thick - so I told mom that I wasn't going to go across it with her. She drove on anyway, and after making it past a few curves, the wheels of the trailer slipped off the edge and it fell down into the valley below. Mom didn't even realize she lost it though, only saying "What was that?" after hearing the noise of the trailer and wood crashing to the ground far below.

I then came across a small house in the woods and went inside. As I entered the door I clocked in, with it apparently being the place where I worked. I got inside and found only a few of my coworkers sitting around a table. Nobody was working because most of the people had called off that day. No Tabatha, Ibra, Jamez, Larry, Tiffany, or Roger... so they had decided that they just couldn't work at all today. That was good, considering I wasn't allowed to work anyway. After a few hours I asked Lisa if I could just go home, since I wasn't supposed to be there anyway.

On my way home, it was now night, and I was driving down the sidewalks in Haydenville. There was road construction going on, so taking the sidewalks was the only option. I began picking up speed, since there was nothing in my way to slow me down - but when I got to an alley, my car hit the edge of the sidewalk and flew across the gap. When I landed all my tires went flat so I started walking.

As I was walking, I was taking inventory of all the construction equipment. Counting the cement mixers, trucks, and laser printers. (Laser printers?) There were other workers around now, but they didn't question what I was doing since I kept myself looking busy.

Iranian President

I was in the basement of Uncle Jay's house, and I was apparently being held there against my will by the president of Iran. He was out in the garage, in a makeshift office, and I was stuck in the stairway - kept there by little blue gumballs along the walls on the floor.

I got down on my hands and knees and began slowly approaching each of these little blue gumball traps, plucking the dark blue object off each one before it could alert anyone to my escape attempts. After getting past a few of them, he came in and saw what I was doing.

He laughed, noting that they weren't really motion detectors at all, and that he was impressed by my attempts to escape. I stood up and walked out into the garage with him and we started talking. He was expressing to me how frustrating it is that nobody takes him seriously, and that he was bothered by how his country was being ignored and neglected by the world.

We walked outside and he showed me the field next to the house, now damaged by some big flood. He said that he didn't mind that it happened, he just didn't like how nobody would step up and help them pay for or repair the damage.

Flop House Girls

I was walking down a street in Lancaster when I came to the corner of 5th and High. I got a call on my cell phone from April, who was apparently right across the street at this gas station which had been turned into a flop house / day care center type place. I saw her, and she was smiling while she was giving me crap for not having gotten in touch with her lately.

I went in to this place and saw lots of people and kids hanging around. In one of the back rooms April and I ran into Angel, who was sitting on one of the couches. I sat down and started talking to her, not noticing that Ami was also laying on this couch underneath some blankets. When she popped out and made herself known, I started feeling weird that all these girls I once knew and hung out with all seemed to be in the same place at the same time.

I made some explanations about something, then made my way to the front door to leave. As I was going through the hallways, I passed lots of people standing in line to get someone's autograph... someone I didn't recognize. On my way out the door I saw another girl I once dated, sitting in the front room. She exclaimed... "You aren't doing anything today... why don't you let me come over and hit it?" *laugh* Apparently I wasn't interested, as I kept walking.

Dish Chickens

Genesee came home from work and dumped a bunch of eggs into some lukewarm bathwater. Within a few seconds, little chickens began hatching from all of them. When they came out of their shells, they had little hats, shoes, and aprons on - and the climbed to the edge of the tub and began washing little dishes that we had placed there.

This was amusing, but I didn't think it was right for us to make these baby chickens clean tiny dishes for our amusement, so I scooted them all back into the water. They'd swim around on top for a minute, then they'd plunk themselves under for a few seconds and then repeat the process.

After they swam around a while, I pulled the plug to let the water and broken shells out of the tub. I didn't notice it at the time, but when the water and shells drasined out, so did the baby chickens. :-( I heard a "thump, thump, thump" as they all slid down the drain. I started running some more water down there, and they actually used it to start swimming back up the drain pipe and into the bathtub - but when they came out the top, they were all dead. (And they had turned into numbered birthday cake candles... 1, 4, 8, and 3.) Weird.

HUGE Apartments

Jim (Squirtman) and I were in some downtown location at night, and looking for a new apartment. The first one we found was above some old factory building. We climbed a set of stairs to get to the roof of the building, where we walked across the tar-paper to get to the big brick apartments built on top.

As soon as we arrived we saw a family that appeared to be moving out of one of the units. We were handed the keys to apartment 272 and headed up several flights of stairs. When we got to that apartment, the family was out in the hallway - getting the rest of their stuff out. One woman grabbed me by the arm and told me to wait, but I went in to check the place out anyway.

Inside, the apartment was huge... the whole place had vaulted ceilings, with the first room being at least 30 or 40 feet wide/long. Everything was old looking and dark, almost like an old school building. The second room was almost as big, and then there was a third room towards the rear of the apartment that had a window that looked out over the city. An interesting feature about this apartment was the bathroom, which had three urinals and two stalls.

As we turned to head back out of the apartment, some sort of sports team came in through the front and headed towards us in the back. They started grabbing their coats and hockey gear, which was when Jim and I decided that this wouldn't be the best place to rent - and we left.

While walking back out to the truck, I mentioned how kewl it would be that my apartment would only be a few blocks from his house. At some point, Jim (Squirtman) turned into Jim, my cousin.

We didn't want to give up on this apartment building, so we went in again and went all the way to the top of the building to apartment 208. Upon getting to the top floor, we entered an area which was as big as a typical basketball arena. It was divided into apartment units by walls, that while very tall, did not reach all the way to the high ceiling. We walked down the long corridor to the end, where we found unit 208.

Upon opening the door we saw that 208 was the biggest of all the units on the top floor. It actually spanned the whole width of the building, and took up probably the last third of the basketball area sized area. Me and Jim knew this would be a good place for us... if we each set our sleeping areas at far sides of the building we wouldn't even see each other unless we wanted to. But the best thing about this "apartment" was the huge open area right as you walk in. We immediately thought of how we could have big parties or have people rollerskating or whatever. There was even a balcony in the rear of the area that overlooked all of the space of the unit.

My only concern was the walls. I was thinking that people might find some way to scale the walls between the units, since they didn't reach the ceiling - but then I figured that if I set my webcams up as a security system, we'd be fine.

Lost On The Way To The Thrift Store

I was heading to the thrift store in downtown Lancaster, and I took a shortcut down a back alley. I was riding a bicycle, but the seat/pedals/handlebars were extended way up in there air - probably about 15 feet tall. So, I'm riding high on my bike in this alley when I realized I had taken a wrong turn. I was now behind a bunch of buildings where there was lots of trash and piles of crap in the alley.

I started to hop down to see what all the stuff was, when I noticed a couple of kids on their normal bikes, laughing at me and my bike. I climbed down, because I felt like a doofus, and the kids came over and talked to me. Apparently they were kids that I knew, because I went to their house with them and went inside.

Their whole family was there, and I started helping them with some house remodeling that they were doing. I helped the mom pull out a stove from the wall so she could clean, and then moved it back into place when she was done - but I broke off a piece of the drawer on the stove (?) when I plopped it down. She wasn't mad.

The dad was sitting and watching TV, so I went in and joined him for a few minutes. While we were sitting there, a bunch of cheerleaders came up to the front door and started knocking. One of them was riding a horse. I yelled to one of the kids that their friends were there, and nobody seemed surpised that they had a horse on the front porch.

Buried Coins

I was walking through an abandoned town with Barb from work... I'm not sure why, but we were walking through this dried up lakebed looking for MP3s. I said that we wouldn't have any luck, since all the water had drained. As we continued, she pointed out some basketballs that were stuck in the mud - saying that I could take those instead.

She continued on and into some old houses, and I stopped at a place that had a garage outside of it. There were other people in the area now, and they looked to be doing some sort of clean-up / restoration on the land and buildings. I went into the garage and started looking for things to clean.

I went to the edge of this old garage where it attached to a crumbling old brick house. Someone had already removed all the flooring and carpet, so all that was left was a mud floor. Since there was nothing for me to work on there, I decided to look in the mud to see if anyone had lost any money or anything.

First I found a small stack of quarters and nickels pressed into the mud. I could tell they were old, but they were still "regular" change. I got excited, finding this few dollars in change, because I knew that nobody had looked over this area yet. I continued digging in the mud near the door...

After finding a handful of regular change, I started seeing bigger coins further in the mud. I started pulling them out... old silver dollars. The first several were muddy, but then I got further down and started pulling out stacks and stacks of loose shiny silver and gold dollars. I started putting them on the table, in little plastic shopping bags. The bags would get so heavy with gold and silver that they'd start to tear and I'd have to wrap them in paper too.

I started getting nervous that someone was going to come in and see me, because by this time I had gotten many thousands of dollars worth of coins out of the ground. People were walking by the garage, but luckily they never came in. I grabbed my bags of gold and silver and headed to a bank next door. I asked a man in a suit "How much is this coin worth?" and gave him one, not leading on that I had many more.

He quickly said "$600" and then said "Office." I followed him into his private office, and he told me that bankers have a policy, and there is a different price he'd pay for the coins if it was an "ask no questions" type of sale. I smiled and told him "That's good, because I have lots and LOTs of these things."

What The Hell?

I was sleeping on the floor of the living room out at the old house on Bauman Hill. Mom was asleep on the couch, when some kids came over that she was supposed to babysit. Three of them... two girls, one boy... and the boy only had one arm. They came right in, so I woke mom to let her know they were here - then I snuck upstairs to hide before their parents came in.

When I got upstairs I had two water guns in my hand... I snuck towards the bedroom and saw April's son standing at the bedroom door with his back towards me. I snuck up and shot him with the squirt gun. I went back downstairs to make sure mom got up, but when I got down there everyone was gone... and it was now night.

I walked up the icy road to Uncle Jay's, and found mom trying to sneak away. She was driving a big pick-up truck, but she didn't have it on... she was pushing it towards the end of the driveway with the engine off as if she didn't want anyone to know she was leaving.

I went back to our house and went in through the front porch, and all the kids were there again, along with a couple other older people that I didn't know. I shuffled most of them out the door, but while they were holding the front door open I was worried that Kitty was going to get out. Mongo was there, and he said that Kitty hadn't gotten out - but some other kitties had gotten in.

I looked under the futon and there were dozens of cats, all mad and frantic, not wanting to be inside... gray cats, black cats, and some cats that almost looked like Kitty. I even stopped one on its way out the door because I thought it was Kitty. Once they were all out there was just one animal left under the futon.

This little wrinkly puppy grabbed ahold of my arm and wouldn't let go. I lifted my arm (and the dog) into the air and shook it... it still wouldn't come off my arm. I then noticed that he had maggots and tomatoes all over the bottom of him. I started freaking out because this gross dog was attached to my arm.

I started peeling his paws back off my arm, and they folded like soft tortilla on a burrito... in fact, the more I shook him, the more burrito type stuff fell off/out of him. I kept shaking and shaking, eventually he started decomposing on my arm - turning into a pile of goo at the base of the futon, full of burrito ingredients.

Beverly Hills Conker

I was playing Conker's Bad Fur Day, and all I could see in my dream was the screen. In fact, it was more like my dream WAS the game - and I was inside it.

I started playing in a level at night that looked like the intersection of Main and Memorial here in town. Genesee hijacked a car, while her voice came out of the Conker character's mouth. She climbed in through the passenger side, so I assumed that I was going to drive - but when I walked around to the driver's side, she started to take off. (Much of the "audio" part of my dream was coming from the movie Beverly Hills Cop, which was playing as I slept.)

I threw a rope around the bumper of the car, which was now my old beige Delta 88, and she took off up Memorial Drive. I was skiing behind her, surprised by the fact that it didn't hurt or damage my shoes/clothes in any way. She began to increase her speed, so much that the police were unable to catch up with us. We were flying through traffic lights, reaching speeds of 50-60 MPH. When we passed the Jolly Pirate donut shop, we saw a cruiser sitting there - but he did not see us.

She continued speeding up Memorial Drive, and I began to pull myself closer to the car by reeling in the rope. At one point this actually launched me forward, until I was nearly side-by-side with the car. As we reached the old Bob Evan's, I was suddenly now inside the car, but was so tiny that I couldn't see over the dashboard. I pulled into the parking lot there by looking out cracks in the door, and almost hit a big red truck that had followed us.

House Shopping

I was going around Millersport, checking out houses that I was interested in buying. My aunt was showing different places to me, and one of them was the house I grew up in while I was in my elementary school years. We went inside and saw that it had been totally remodeled since I had lived there, with several of the walls and doorways having been moved or changed. The large furnace vent in the middle of the living room was gone now as well. I instinctively went to check out the smaller bedroom first, which was originally my bedroom, before I realized that this would be MY house now and I could have the big bedroom. While we were looking around, I kept hearing knocking at the front door. We both just seemed to ignore it though, as neither of us never went to see who it was or why they were knocking.

Squirtman on Law & Order

I was watching TV at my grandma's house, when Law and Order came on... and Squirtman was one of the actors on it. The scene started with SquirtFlirt, who had some form of mental retardation, doing some sort of skit. It continued with Squirtman ( www.squirtman.com ) in his trademark american flag jacket being interrogated by some detectives at a police station. I didn't watch much more than that, instead I went around to the friends in the house saying "I didn't know he was on Law and Order! He didn't even call me! When did this all go down?" and such.

Celebrity Women

I was sitting on the couch one evening with the girls that play "Summer" and "Marissa" on The OC. We were in some ratty house, just watching some sort of TV show or movie. I commented Summer that I liked her eye-shadow, but wondered why she was all dressed up when were just gonna hang around the house and watch TV. Marissa looked over at us and rolled her eyes, as if I said something stupid... and just then her mom came in and started bitching at us. She was yelling at me, saying that I shouldn't be hanging around with people like her daughter, and that I just needed to leave.

I did, but only to the other room, where Lisa Loeb was also sitting there watching TV. She was watching episodes of her Number One Single TV show, apparently watching herself to see what she liked and didn't like about the show. I sat down next to her as the "butt shot" part of one of the episodes was shown. We laughed about it, and I told her that she was crazy for doing that, and she replied that she was just feeling goofy at the time, and that she can't believe it herself that she did that.

Hick Town Cult

Wesley Snipes and I were travelling through some hick town one evening, on our way to somewhere else, but he noticed that a car had been following us so we pulled into a gas station. Wesley said he was worried that the car behind us might have a firearm in it, so we wanted to see if it would go past us or stop where we were.

It turns out the car following us was an unmarked police car. I got out of the car, started filling it with gas to appear as if we were just acting normally, not just stopping because we knew we were being followed. The sherrif got out of his car and came up to talk to Wesley, who was still sitting in the back seat of our car. He ordered him out.

He told Wesley to get out of the car and lay on the ground with his hands behind him. Using the words "Boy" and "Son" often, the sherrif made it clear to Wesley (and everyone within earshot) that the town didn't want black people around, even if only passing through. I was considering apologizing to Wesley for bringing him through this town, because I didn't know they acted that way, but I decided it was better to stay silent as to not irritate the sherrif.

He told us both to get back in the car, Wesley in the back and me in the front passenger seat. He got in the driver's seat, and began driving us down some dark deserted road. Obviously we were concerned, so I was trying to think of what the sherrif's plans might be for us - and how I could get us out of it. The sherrif drove with one hand on the wheel, and one hand on his gun - which was aimed at Wesley in the back seat.

We ended up on Bauman Hill Rd, outside of Lancaster, when the sherrif finally stopped the car along side the road. In the back seat there was now a three-year-old boy, who also had a gun aimed at Wesley. The sherrif got out of the car and headed towards a house, after telling us that the boy would shoot either of us if we tried to escape. As soon as he was out of view, of course we hit the small child in the head, took his gun, and fled into the woods on the other side of the road.

We worked our way about 20 yards into the thick woods, hiding behind trees and heavy growth. At this point we split up, hoping that we'd be less noticable when the sherrif started looking for us. I could see the spotlight shining from where our car was parked, but the woods provided enough shelter for us not to be spotted. I continued crawling further into the woods, where I came across more people that had taken shelter from that same sherrif. They had created their own little community in a tiny cabin deep in the woods.

Once they saw me and took me inside, I realized that I was now trapped by this little cult. They had become so afraid of people, they would not allow anyone to leave once they had entered. JT Walsh was there, and he came up to me and told me that they were out of food, and that I probably wouldn't be able to eat anything for days. After he walked away, a few of the other cult members came up to me and showed me that there was plenty of food in some trash bags in the kitchen - but JT feared that it was all tainted, so he didn't want us to eat it.

Betty Boop Time Travel

It was night, and I was travelling through this abandoned town, but instead of walking or driving my car - I was swinging through the town on a cable that was somehow attached to the sky. The city was about a mile long, and I was swinging back and forth in a zig-zag motion from left to right as I progressed through the town. I was talking to Dad via a communicator headset, and I was relaying back to him what I was seeing. There was also a camera attached to the headset, because when I swung past one certain house he remarked that I had already been there before, and that I went into that house and was beating things with a big stick. (???)

I was almost all the way through the town when I saw the ghostly figure of a woman standing near a fence at the left side of the city limits. I swung over by her and could hear that she was singing some old style song from the '30s or something. Instead of continuing forward through the town, I just kept swinging back and forth in the location where this ghost was. I was surprised when she looked up and noticed me... her head glowing and eyes fixed on me.

I lowered myself and swung closer to her so I could get a better look, to see if it really was a ghost. That's when I noticed her head was quite a bit bigger than it should be, and that she looked like the Betty Boop cartoon character. I thought it might be someone with a mask on, playing a joke - but I swooped in and grabbed the hair of this person, and when I tugged I could tell that it was real hair on a real head. She didn't get mad, but she just kept watching me swinging back and forth, as she glowed and faded in and out in the darkness.

I figured I should try to capture her and take her back (to wherever I was going) so on one of my swoops I grabbed around her, trying to pick her up. At this point everything around me changed. It was if I had travelled to another time, but in the same location. I fell from my cable and landed on the ground next to her. At this point she vanished, but I was still in this new time. I thought that I might have been sent back to the 1930s, but when I looked at a newspaper on the ground, the date said it was the year 2170. This didn't make sense to me, because when I looked around, there were no signs of technology or any other futuristic things. The year 2170 could have easily been mistaken for the early 1900s.

I then jumped back into my current time, and told Dad about what I had experienced, and he documented all of the things that I had seen in the future.

Atlantic City

I was in Atlantic City in the evening, walking north on the boardwalk with mom and her friend, who looked a lot like Nancy Grace. Me and mom stopped in at one of the arcades, and while she went straight to the back to get some quarters, I strolled slowly down the aisles looking at the classic arcade games that they had. Nobody was playing, and most of the machines had the sound off - so there wasn't that familiar arcade ambience that you'd expect to hear. I remarked about this to mom, but she wasn't paying attention to me, instead intently collecting her quarters from the change machine.

I looked down at the carpeted floor and noticed a quarter was laying there. I then heard the sound of a quarter fall into one of the coin return slots of a nearby game. I snatched them both up, along with some other random coins on the floor. At this point, the girl behind the prize counter noticed me and said "Here." I looked at her with a bit of confusion, as she stuck out her hand and again said "Here." as if I was supposed to give her those coins. I said "Yeah, right!" to which she replied "If you don't give those to me you will be banned from this arcade and will never be allowed to come in again." I laughed, told her that I didn't care (nobody was in there anyway... her loss) and then we left.

Continuing up the boardwalk we past several of the familiar stores. I stopped at one of the clothes shops for a minute, since they had Nascar baseball jersies on sale. They were 3/$18, or $9 each. They had Tony Stewart, Dale Earnhardt, Kevin Harvick, and Jamie McMurray shirts. I happened to be wearing the same Dale Earnhardt shirt that they were selling, so I didn't buy another.

We got to the more vacant part of the boardwalk before Resorts, and mom and Nancy began almost running. I thought this was weird, because normally I'd be the one that was walking too fast. I motioned to mom to let Nancy know we were going too fast, but she just shrugged her shoulders as if she couldn't do anything about it.

I couldn't keep up, and at this point I was now in my old Oldsmobile with Genesee. We had pulled up in front of this old beat up looking house in the country. Apparently we were waiting for someone to come home, so we parked sideways in the road directly in front of their driveway. This wasn't good though, because soon we saw the headlights of a car coming towards us in each direction down the road. I was hurrying to try to move the car out of the road, but I couldn't find my keys. We rocked the car back and forth enough that the car coming from our right went by in front of us, and luckily the car coming from our right turned off on a side road.

Now that we weren't worried about getting hit, I found the keys, started the car and peeled out of the road and into the driveway. We noticed that in one of the junk cars we could see poofy hair in the front seat. We figured it must be Toni and Anna, there babysitting the kids of the people we were looking for. A minute after that Wendi walked by, noticed us, and stopped and said hi. She had hur current head, but her little body like when she was 10 or something.