Hideout Hotel

For some reason I decided to rob the local drug store. I had a huge revolver, went in to the store during broad daylight, and told the first cashier near the door to give me the money. The gun went off by accident but didn't hit anyone, so my partner and I ran out of the store and down to the local creek for our getaway. My partner was a Hindi looking girl who didn't say very much, but whom I think helped me plan the whole thing.


We ran along the creek in town, and finally made our way to a big casino hotel on the edge of town. At this point that girl just vanished, because I was now by myself and it was getting dark. I hid in the front porch of an abandoned house near the casino, just waiting for someone to come get me, but nobody ever did. I kept thinking how weird it was that nobody seemed to be looking for me, since everyone at that store knew me and likely had video of the robbery.

After I felt a little safer I went into the casino hotel, walking up a narrow stairway inside the building to the 7th or 8th floor. There were windows in the stairwell, and I remarked to the person walking with me that it was neat to see such a view of Lancaster.

I went into my room, where apparently my whole family was staying, and sat and watched out the window into the near-darkness. The windows were small, only slightly larger than my head, and were placed low to the floor. At least in my room.

As I was looking out the open window, I kept seeing a girl's head poke in and out of the window directly below mine. Apparently her window was located near the ceiling in her room, because every time she looked out I could see the top of her head near the bottom of my window opening. It turns out she was doing more than just looking out her window.

This girl was actually scaling the outside of the building in the cold and snow, and somehow getting in through the windows and stealing stuff from people's rooms. When I saw that she was about to come up to my window and try to steal my stuff, I got into bed and pretended like I was asleep until she got into the room.

She tried to sneak across my bed, which was up against the wall by the window, and I grabbed her as she was almost across. She laughed in one of those "oh, I guess you caught me" kind of ways, and said that she'd just leave if I let her make a phone call to her friend. I told her that I'd get my cellphone so she could do that, and she smiled and said "I've already got your cell phone" and pulled it out of her pocket.

She made her call and asked for one favor. She wanted to know if we had any comp cards that are used in the gambling machines in the hotel. I told her I'd get her one, since it would only add to our comp points, but after looking in all of our wallets and and luggage I couldn't find any. Dad even woke up and gave a few suggestions, but it appeared that we lost them all.

Shoot 'Em Up

I was in the parking lot of the mall, driving an RV with some friends, when I giant tank came into the far side of the parking lot and started shooting machine guns at all of the cars. Not wanting to get shot, I did my best to move the RV out of the main parking lot and up against the wall of the mall.

We ran inside the mall, which actually contained shitty white-trash apartment units instead of stores. A friend and I ran inside the first one and flopped down on a couch. Nick's ex-girlfriend was there, except she was fat and had a tramp stamp. Shortly after I sat on the couch I heard the sounds of the people from the tank entering the mall, and they were all shooting their guns. One of the shooters was Justin Timberlake.

Luckily before he came in I told my friend that he should take his gun and stuff it in the crack of the couch, so that we'd be unarmed if the shooters intended to search us. I did the same, barely getting my gun into the couch before Justin walked in and started screaming at everyone.

He immediately shot one of the people that rents the apartment. Right in the face. And as soon as he did that, he turned and aimed his gun at me. I didn't make eye contact or do anything, so he settled down a bit and put his gun away and began making plans with his partners in crime.

When he thought he had us all scared enough, he started going back and forth between the living room where we were, and the kitchen. At this point I grabbed my OSU jacket and started putting it on, while also covertly reaching into the couch in order to get the gun. Unfortunately he came back into the room before I had grabbed it.

He tossed a disassembled Colt 45 at me and told me that he wanted me to clean it and reassemble. One of my stupid friends said "I think the instructions are in the couch. I think you're sitting on them." I thought for sure that Justin would want to look and see, but instead I started describing the things on the gun that were broke, and demonstrated how I wasn't going to be able to put it back together for him.

Again he walked into the kitchen, but this time Mongo was already in there and he still had his gun in his coat. As soon as Justin walked around the corner into the kitchen, Mongo grabbed him and threw him out into the lawn and shot him in the head.

Ghost Skillz

I was in the basement of my Grandma's house, and I was with someone that was helping me learn the tricks of being a ghost. Some other family actually lived in the house now... I think it was Tom Cruise, actually.. but the whole focus of this dream was learning to get around the house, using my ghosts skillz, but without being detected by the family that lived there.

My helper gave me a sheet of paper. This paper was required if I wanted to travel through doors and walls. I'd hold the paper, a glow would cover me, and then I could pass through solid objects without any resistance. However, I was told that I couldn't just go barging through walls at any speed that I wanted.

In order to remain unseen, ghosts have to creep through solid objects. If we tried to go through them too fast, the living would be able to detect us. I did it the right way a couple of times, to see if I could do it... and then of course I had to try to go through something fast to see what would happen.

I went through the brick wall separating the living area from the laundry area at a quick pace, and when I did I could tell that the glow around me was also visible to the people doing their laundry. Since my presence had already been detected, I backed through the wall and did it again - even faster this time.

I must have been VERY visible this time, because I rushed up to a little girl that was standing there - and whatever it was that she saw in me, it scared her so much that her face deformed. Her eyes sunk in and turned black, her skin became pale, and her face took on that look that you saw in the movie The Ring, when people are killed by the girl in the tape. :-) I win.

Melty

Dad and I drove to Atlantic City in my trusty Hyundai Elantra, and we parked in the Sands parking tower and were going to go inside and do some gambling. Something must have happened to my car during the trip though, because I was fiddling around with the wires underneath the dash.

I hooked up some sort of warming device to some wires located under the steering wheel. I'm not sure what I was trying to accomplish, but within a couple of minutes the thing heated up so much that it melted through all of the wires, leaving a jumble of frayed connections to some sort of control box.

I didn't tell dad about it, since I wanted us to enjoy our trip, but I remember thinking that I'd either have to win enough money at the slots to repair the car - or I'd have to start looking around for another car to steal so we'd have a way back home.

Flying / Skimming Carpet Ride

I was traveling down the road that goes out of Millersport, towards Thurston, sometime during the night. It was very dark out... not even the moon was providing any light. I was actually riding on a flying carpet, with some crappy-ass headlights, but it wasn't really doing much more than hovering a few inches off the ground - and usually actually skimming the pavement.

I was moving at a good rate of speed, probably close to what you'd do in a car... however it was very hard to control, and that wasn't made any easier due to the way the headlights would wave about. (Since they were attached to the front of the carpet.)

Right before I reached a somewhat sharp right hand curve, I hit a hill in the road that sent me flying about 100 feet into the air. I lost control of the carpet, and was just hoping that it would land somewhere safe - with me still on it. Before I knew it, the carpet and I had landed at the top of a very tall tree along side of the road.

It was suddenly light out now, and I could look down and see that there was a large fence going around the base of the tree. And just a few feet to the east of the tree was a big lake, with giant waves splashing up and down. My carpet was now sputtering and smoking, so I figured the only way I'd survive was if I tried to jump it out of the tree and onto one of the big waves below.

I gave it the gas and it awkwardly left the tree, spinning somewhat out of control towards the ground. I could tell I wasn't going to land in the water, so I pulled back on the front of the carpet as hard as I could - and crash landed inside the fenced in area.

I got off my carpet, and noticed that there were lots of people standing around and talking to each other inside the fence. I saw my cousin Mongo, so I went up to him to tell him what just happened. He smiled and laughed... and then started talking to me really fast in fluent Spanish. I looked at him with a surprised look on my face, and he laughed again - apparently because he already knew the secret of the fenced area.

Once you were inside the fence, you were only able to speak Spanish to people. It didn't necessarily mean you could understand Spanish... just everything that you said, even if you were trying to say it in English, would come out in Spanish. Apparently it took a while before that effect would show on the new people - because I still had to struggle to think of just a few Spanish sentences to say to Mongo. And he just laughed when I did, because he had no idea what I was saying.

Indescribable

I went to my grandma's house outside of Sugar Grove one afternoon because nobody was supposed to be there, and I told my friend Amanda that she could come over with her friends - because she was trying to get away from her boyfriend.

I was there for a couple hours waiting, when all of the sudden my grandma came from one of the back rooms, asking what was going on. I was surprised, because I thought she was gone - and then it got even worse, as a bunch of people from my showed up to check in on her as well.

As mom and dad walked in, I told them that I thought the house was going to be empty, and that it wasn't a good time for them to come because I had some friends showing up soon. They came in anyway. Later in the evening Amanda was finally able to come over.

However, as planned, she didn't come alone. She had a whole carload of people with her. Apparently not only was she trying to escape her boyfriend, but so were many of her friends and other family. All of my family started getting annoyed as they came in through the front door, some of them even bringing their pets with them - almost like they were refugees from a hurricane or something.

I told mom that I had warned them about this, and I took Amanda into one of the back rooms so I could talk to her - leaving all the other people that I didn't know out in the living room with grandma and my family. (Dogs barking, kids screaming, people wandering around everywhere... heh)

I told Amanda we wouldn't be able to stay, cuz my grandma would go nuts, and somehow we instantly turned up in Atlantic City on the boardwalk in the late afternoon. She and I were looking in storage units which were actually on the boardwalk. Perhaps there was going to be an auction? I'm not sure, but they were all open, and all filled with things of little interest to either of us.

Amanda just kinda vanished at this point, and I wandered into a "Skill Center" on the north end of the boardwalk. They didn't have slot machines or regular casino games, but they did have carnival type games which paid their prizes in cash instead of stuffed animals or something. The first game I came across was something like "Quarters" You would throw your quarters at tiny cups, each one marked with a different cash value. Get it in the cup, win that amount.

I was digging in my pocket for change, and came up with a handful of mixed silver change. I had plenty of quarters, but some of them were stuck together with a big glob of pink bubblegum. I was looking around for a place to stick this gummed wad of change, but I was aware that security was watching me and I didn't want to get in trouble.

I left the casino and headed down into the city a bit, which turned into Lancaster Ohio. I was walking underneath the Rt 33 overpass over Broad St and came upon a bunch of skids of "stuff" sitting in rows in a vacant parking lot. Most of it was construction supplies, but there was one skid of old Commodore PET computers that I saw.

I was trying to think of a way that I could load all of them into my car, but then some guy came along with a truck and started loading them up himself. I was screwed because my tiny car couldn't hold them. I'm not sure if he was allowed to take them, or if they were just there for anyone - but he told me that they were auction goods.

Meteor

I was in an apartment building with a bunch of friends and family, and we noticed out the sliding glass doors that there was what looked like a shooting star. The others just looked for a moment then went back to what they were doing, but I kept watching as it got bigger and bigger...

Eventually it entered the atmosphere and started breaking apart in a shower of sparks - but the main piece of this meteorite was still large and heading towards the ground. It smashed down about a mile or two from where we were, and as soon as I saw it happen I told everyone to get away from the glass windows and doors.

I jumped away from the doors and hid behind a heavy wall next to a big closet. Just as I did, the shockwave from the impact hit the apartment building and made the whole thing shake. Luckily the windows didn't break out, since nobody was paying attention to me, but the whole area was covered in a cloud of dust and debris.

Beatings

I was in high school, standing next to a trophy case in the hallway, when Misty (one of my friends I used to work with) came walking up with her arm full of spiral bound notebooks. She had a couple girlfriends with her, and she was upset because she was trying to get into some sort of contest with a business idea that she came up with - but she had been rejected. In fact, the people actually stole her idea and gave it to another girl.

She threw all of her notebooks into the trash can next to me, and ran away crying. I didn't wanna see her give up like that and accept defeat, so I grabbed all of them back out of the trash again. Some guy standing next to me grabbed one of them from my hands and started going through it. I was kinda annoyed because I wanted to be the one to help her out. And in fact, this guy was actually doing it because he liked her and knew that I did too - and he wanted to be a pain in my ass.

As he was leafing through the pages, he came across two tickets to a NASCAR race featuring Dale Earnhardt. He started to run after her, to tell her that they were still good, despite being dated for a race sometime in 1993. I snatched them out of his hand and told him that I wasn't going to let him bother her. He tried to grab at them again, struggling with me and the notebooks, and I pushed him against the wall and said "If you do that again I am going to stab you in the stomach with this pencil." Apparently my serious look and firm tone made him realize that I wasn't playing this time.

Being the ass that he was, he grabbed some of the notebooks from me anyway and started running down the hall. I grabbed him by the back of the shirt, spun him around, and knocked his feet out from under him. He fell down and I kicked him in the head twice, causing him to give up and hand the notebooks back. I guess he hadn't had enough though, because as I started to walk away he got up and came at me.

I did pretty much the same thing, tackling him by the legs and throwing him up in the air, flipping him around - and he landed on his head and hurt his neck. He was rolling around on the ground in pain, when a couple of his friends saw what I had done. His friends happened to be James Caan ("Eraser" era) and John Travolta ("Swordfish" era) James Caan came up to me and asked how I'd like it if someone did that same thing to me... and before I could say anything, John Travolta had knocked me to the ground and started twisting on my head.

I tried explaining to them what that guy had done, and that I just had neck surgery so they would likely kill me if they kept screwing with my head like that, but it didn't matter.

Spiders

I was in an old house I used to live in, on Hubert Ave here in town, and was sleeping upstairs when I noticed that I could see down into the basement through one of the heater vents. I decided to go downstairs into the basement, because it was a place where none of us ever went - and I wanted to see what else was down there.

I quickly made my way down the steps, walking through some spiderwebs at the bottom of the stairs. As soon as I did this, I realized that there were spiders hanging from all of the beams in the ceiling. I ducked to avoid them as they came down to attack me, but then I realized that having just walked through some webs - I probably already had some on me.

I started flinging my arms around, trying to shake off anything that might have already crawled on me - all the while, more and more spiders kept coming down from the beams to try to get me.

I picked up a pipe and started swinging at them as they dangled from their webs. Each time I'd hit one they'd explode in a little poof of liquid, and I managed to knock most of them away before escaping and running back upstairs, understanding now why we don't go down into the basement.

Flee (Long)

I was in my new apartment somewhere, and Genesee was with me. She was acting all weird, not talking to me and stuff, so I grabbed her cell phone and called the place where she took karate classes. Her instructor answered... he sounded like an old man, and accused me of playing games when I asked him if Genesee was there. I told him that she had lost her phone and I was just calling looking for her, and then he hung up on me.

Just as I hung up there was a knock on my door. It was the people that lived in the unit connected to mine, and they had come over to complain about Genesee's dog pooping on their grass. There were like 3 or 4 white-trash redneck type guys, all tattooed and pissed off. Without me knowing, they had tagged my house with all kinds of graffiti. They were yelling at Genesee, saying that they were gonna "get us" and we better watch our backs and stuff.

One guy had a black can of spraypaint in his hand still and started spraying more things on my apartment. I went over to him and knocked the can out of his hands, only to have him pick it up again and start spraying me with it. As soon as he started doing this I reached into my pocket, grabbed a pair of scissors, and stabbed him in the leg and twisted.

He fell to the ground screaming, Genesee ran away, and I went back into the house. Jim and Adam were now in there as well, hanging out upstairs. I told them what happened, and we went around to the house locking all the doors and windows, to make sure that the neighbors wouldn't be able to get it.

Some of Adam's friends pulled up in a blue car with those wing-type doors, so he went outside to go somewhere with them. I ran upstairs because I knew the neighbors would get in the house when Adam left, so I climbed out on the balcony attached to the computer room. There was a big white PVC type pipe going from the roof down to the ground, and I grabbed hold of it. I just wanted to hide outside until the neighbors left, but instead the pipe broke free and bent over all the way to the ground, where I let go and gently fell to the ground.

Adam and his friends were already on their way out of the complex, so I ran after them and jumped onto the side of the car and asked them to at least drive me as far as the corner so I could get away. They did, and when I hopped off at the corner of this busy intersection, I ran into Gwen Stefani, her twin sister, and one of the Olsen twins.

Gwen was kind of smirking as she walked and bobbed her head, because she could hear one of her songs playing in the background. I asked her what it was like to hear your own stuff on the radio, if she had gotten over the thrill yet, and her twin (not identical) sister answered that it was still neat. At this point the Olsen butted in about her career. Spewing something about how hard it is being an actor, and how it is hard for her to look into the camera and laugh. I asked her if she was going to do another album, and she said that it was too difficult and that it just wasn't her.

Right about then my cousin Jim showed up, pulling a pallet jack with John Cleese on it. They were at the top of a big hill on a very crowded street, but I figured I'd join them for my escape. I got on the back of the skid jack with John and we headed down the hill, trying to steer around the oncoming traffic, avoiding the potholes, and trying to turn the corners without falling off or skidding out of control.

As we made it to the bottom of the hill safely, we crashed into a parking lot of an abandoned gas station and laughed. Strangely, I was now back at the door to my apartment and it looked normal, nobody was around... it started raining so I ran inside. Kitty was upstairs in the computer room looking at the window, because the rain was coming down so hard it was coming through the window and getting all over my computer stuff. I shut that window and then went around to the rest of them, closing them to keep out the rain.

Random Weirdness

I was riding with Aunt Carol along some road in Columbus, but we were in a big passenger jet rather than a car. She was trying to find the airport so we could take off and fly somewhere, but she was having trouble navigating the streets due to the width of the plane.

I suggested that she go out to 270 and then down Hamilton in order to get to the airport, but she said there would be a problem with getting the wings underneath one of the overpasses before that intersection. She tried anyway, and as we turned onto Hamilton the right wing of the plane crushed against one of the light poles, bending backwards and then springing back into place after we made the turn.

We pulled up to the airport and stopped the plane, and when I got out I was mumbling "I'm not gonna fly in this plane... I'm not gonna fly in this plane..." because I had seen the damage that the wing had took, even though it went back into place and looked undamaged.

We got out of the plane and met a bunch of family in a large waiting area. Somehow I folded up the wings of the plane and compressed them into the body and then zipped up some covers that went over the area where the wings retracted. I remarked to someone there about what happened, but after that we never got back on the plane or even acted like we were going to fly anywhere.

In the waiting area, all of the family was milling around and talking to each other. Gary was there, cracking dumb jokes and stuff - which was odd, since Gary died a few weeks ago. I was surprised to see him, but everyone else was acting as if it was completely normal that he was there. Mom was off to the side of the area playing with Anna... they had a view-master picture reel viewer thing, and mom was trying to take pictures of people with it. A flash would go off from the front of the thing, but I explained to her that it wasn't a camera and that none of her pictures were going to turn out.

Balcony Collapse

I was on vacation someone with a couple of people I know, JJNova and Kamino. We were staying in some cheap ass hotel that was arranged kind of like a square, and it was about five or six stories tall. On the inside of the hotel was an open area where there were trees, a small pond, etc... giving that "outside" feeling.

In our room on the fourth floor we were unpacking our stuff, apparently getting ready for some sort of convention we were attending. Kamino was sitting by the window with his feet propped up on the heater, drinking some Woodchuck. JJNova kept wandering around the room like he didn't know where he was or what he was doing, until JJNova turned on his shitty little radio that he had with him. It was playing Morning Train by Sheena Easton.

I laughed at his radio, and told him to wait a minute until I grabbed by good boombox and tuned it to the same station. Once Sheena was playing louder and with better quality, JJNova perked up and started dancing around the room.

This was getting weird for me, so I grabbed a can of beer and headed out on the balcony where I had my camcorder set up as a webcam, watching all the people in the open area below. As soon as I went out there, the balcony began to shake and move, and my camcorder fell over the side.

Luckily the cable that connected it to my computer was strong enough that even though the camera fell over, it didn't hit the ground - instead just hanging a few floors down by the cable. Some woman in a balcony in the floor above ours looked down at me and at what was going on, and remarked "You better get off there, that balcony ain't safe!"

I looked over the balcony for another few seconds and agreed with her. It seems that our balcony was the only one made of planks of wood and rope to hold it up. The wood had become rotten and the ropes were just barely holding on.

Worm Trees and Underground Church

I was riding in a boat, along some small creek, when we came upon a place where people were trying to "get us." I hopped out of the boat and made my way to the edge of the creek, and began to head towards this area thick with trees. I was going to grab a vine and swing across the creek to the other side, but as I reached for it I saw a big worm hanging from it.

I jumped back a bit, startled by the big worm, and just then all of the trees began raining worms down on the ground in front of me. My passage was blocked, so I had to find another way to escape. I crawled through a few more trees and came to a small road marked I-71. There was a larger overpass above the road, but I waited until I didn't see any cars and I ran across the road and under the bridge from the road above.

As I was about halfway through, I noticed a tunnel leading off from underneath the overpass. I turned on my flashlight and started walking back into this dark tunnel. After a minute or two I started passing people that were going back towards where I came from. They didn't seem concerned or in a hurry, so I continued...

I finally made it to the end of this tunnel, which ended up being inside of an abandoned house, which was completely buried underground. There were other folks walking around inside with flashlights, looking at things, almost as if it was a museum or something. Someone remarked that there was no way to know that the house was there if you were above ground, so I tried to turn on my cell phone to get the GPS coordinates, but it didn't work.

The first rooms were narrow, with old bottles displayed on shelves in the corners of the hallways. Nothing was being vandalized, and besides everything being dark and dusty, the things were in good shape. I found a closet that people hadn't noticed, so I looked inside. Towards the back of the closet there was a small hatch in the ceiling that led to an area where nobody seemed to have been.

A little kid was following me around, but when I went up into this "attic" type area, I told the kid to go back and find his mom - and I shut the hatch on him and covered it with items from inside this new room, so nobody else would come up.

Looking around, I started finding Christmas presents. Apparently they were hidden there from years before, but forgotten about. One of them was addressed to my grandma, but by her first name. I was starting to feel like it might actually be an old church that we were exploring.

That's it. :-/

Weird Randomness

It started out as a sunny day, and I was inside this big stadium... similar to the OSU football stadium. It was empty, except for a church group who was having their service on the field because their church had been destroyed by a tornado.

Instead of seats, the stadium was now filled with newly growing trees. Each seat had a small tree in its place, and they were growing at a pace where you could actually see them move. I made my way to the highest deck in the stadium and reached a level where I could step out onto solid ground.

As I began to walk, George W Bush was suddenly jogging along beside of me. We were following a path that went through a lot of thick trees. We were making good time, then we came upon a place where the dirt trail had a pit in it, and we had to jump across to a wooden bridge on the other side.

We both jumped and made it, but just barely. The pit was only a few feet across, but it was probably 30 or 40 feet deep. George was pissed that his men let him take a trail that would have such danger in it, and he began yelling at people.

Gambling Again

I was gambling in a casino somewhere, although the surroundings didn't seem familiar to me. I had just won a jackpot on a quarter slot machine, and the bells and whistles were going off as my credits tallied up on the machine. At first I thought I won $100, but the number of credits kept going past 400. A woman next to me pointed out that I hit a triple score, which meant that I was actually getting $300.

The tally finally stopped adding up at $500.25. I hit the button to cash out, and it printed out a ticket for my winnings along with lots of other papers. I remarked to the attendant nearby that it was weird to have so many papers to fill out for a jackpot as little as $500.

As I was walking away from my machine I ran into Jenny Eveland, a girlfriend of mine from a long time ago. She grabbed my hand and lead me towards the indoor pool area where some of our friends were waiting. Bob Parsley was in there, getting ready to play some football in the pool. Some kids started splashing all of us, so I left and went to the bathroom area.

I went into the men's bathroom and saw two girls there waiting to use the restrooms with the closing doors. At first I thought I had gone in the wrong restroom, but I looked at the door and saw the "MEN" sign... they had just come into the men's side because there was a line in the women's restroom.

Lots of Bills

I was in Atlantic City with my mom and my cousin Mongo, gambling on the boardwalk in the daytime. We were in front of the convention center, and there were slot machines set up in a truck trailer, almost like how you'd see carnival games at a local fair.

I was playing some sort of mechanical / video slot machine that showed winnings in some type of foreign currency, even though I was playing with regular quarters. The slot didn't make any noise, but when I'd hit a winning combination it would display lots of numbers on two vertical red LED displays above the reels. The numbers would say 2000, 2450, 3000, etc... but once the totals were figured, a display at the top of the machine would show that I actually won like $11.25 or whatever.

I brought mom over to show her how the machine pays off as I was hitting a winning combination, and she started pressing buttons on my machine. This stopped my payoff, and instead switched the machine over to a joystick controlled bonus game. At first I was upset, thinking she completely canceled my payout - but I soon figured out how to play the bonus to add to my winnings.

I played the videogame bonus stage, which involved controlling a little cartoon dog on a beach - making him jump up in the air to eat floating flowers, each of which added a few more coins to the bonus payout. When I got done with that game, the game paid out in dollar bills. I ended up getting a stack of about 50 of them, and decided to quit while I was ahead. Everyone around me was cheering about my amazing winnings... heh...

I started off down the boardwalk to look through some of the shops, with Mongo running behind me... but it sorta wasn't him. He was shorter than me, younger than me, and kinda looked like a kid I went to elementary school with way back in the day.