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.