I was at some weird hotel with jenny andmy family. I was looking through the drawers and came across some forgotten camera gear that I had no reservations about taking for my own. There was an f/1.3L 30mm and two canon cameras that were really bizarre. One took 3d pictures with a combination of 35mm film and digital, the other was an ultra compact slr. All the settings were on the front of the camera as bars, i don’t even know where the lens was supposed to attach. On the way back Jenny and I had separate cars and I tried to keep sight of her the entire way back. I lost her at one point though and came to a part where I had to pull my car over a canyon on a thik cable. I hadn’t buildt up the momentum to simlpy coast across, so I had to actually reach out of the window and pull. This pissed off the guy behind me, who asked if I was drunk. I explained I wasn’t going fast enough to go up the line and he got all bent out of shape and asked why i didn’t help george jmup his car. I didn’t know george, so I said I didn’t see him or own cables. Jenny wasn’t ta the house wehn I first got there but I think showed up eventuallyafter trying to call her over and over.
Why does everything want to eat me?
Iwas downstair at my parents house when i saw something moving in the corner. It was a long thin snake going after a pretty large lizard of some sort. The lizard looked like a gila moster, only it was a light blue with orange stripse, and was charging at me with its mouth open. I avoided it and it carried on up the stairs, and the snake lunged at me from the bottom. I started trynig to look up to see if either were poisones when peoetr came in and started petting the lizard- apparently it used to be one of his spets. I didn’t find out about the snake, but then a huge glass dome was put around the house so I could’nt escape
Avenging bitches with my Leatherman.
Justin and I were at my paretnts house, in the office getting ready to do another show. We were making a n on-air recording sign, and i was looking all over for a red sharpied. I heard something outside and looked out the window, a steam-engine train was dropping my grandfather off, but he tripped and fell under the wheels. I started yelling for te train not to leave, but it kept going- though it disconnected the engine car from the rest, leaving him in one piece.
We ran outside to help him get up when two blue mustangs drove down the street and ran him over, then turned and plowed over my parents. I pulled out my leatherman knife and ran at the car, jumping on the hood and slicing the driver’s knieck through the window, then smanaged to get the passanger as well. I think that’s when I woke up.
No one under 13?
I was back at my parent’s house and came home from donig something at night to find the garage had been broken into. My car was in therea nd had been scratched up and spaypanted and dented. I noticed spraypaint all over the rest of the garage too. They also broke into he house and damaged and vandalized pretty much everything else ther ewas. Looking out the front window, I could see that other garages had the same thing done to them, it looked like they hit every house on the block.
I need that arm. For having.
I was on the second floor of a train in the morning. As I started nodding off someone came over and shoved me and knocked me off the train. My arm was almost severed by the wheel, and I grabbed hold of something and pulled myself back on. I was in a shit mood for days after taht, and eventually confronted the guy as i wals calling in some tech support for getting saome weird tv part to work. i started punching him, eventually hitting him good in the lungs and making him fall over. I started explaining the difference between being weka and some jackassh pushing you when you’re asleep. he finally apologized