Saving the President.

i was hoarding the president, who was some old white geezer aut of a run down indian city.tehre were teams of millitary tryingto kill us. we did some fancy trick driving and managed to get out of the main town and otno a windy rural road that lead us to a spot we hid the nigh.t i think we parked on a short street called escape lane, which was basically a glorified striveway. teh road we turned off of was called carchase road, and spelled out something like ‘don’t go into town’ from a birdseye view.

we stayed in the house at the end of the driveway, where there was an old woman that let us in and made us some food. therewere three cute dogs there as well that we started playing with. we watched tv outside under a canopyo, and usin a tarp as a blanket, blocking us from the wind and snow. Something came on tv talking about us so we changed the channel to not give ourselves away.

Later, we decided we had to go back into town and hid in some restaurant where we met the president’s sister, who introduced herself by screaming and saying he had grabbed her ass and somebody better keep an eye on him before she calls the cops. Eventually teh presidents pager started getting bright and hot, and we found out that the govermenet was using it to locate us. we left and hid somewhere as the building was bombed shortly after. The man that was going to replace the president tricked a young boy into revealigwhere we were

Mouse in the house.

I was in some empty houaI was walking home from day camp pushing something as i walked in traffic.  sem laty stopped me and asked me some questions about camping figuring i just got home from camp, but she wsa figuring i was from a different one that camps more. it old her i did at least get to go last weekend.  i borrowed her bike to get to the grocery store and bought some suppplies.  afterward, rory was in an empty oom trying to take soe pictures of a mouse.  i found where the mouse was in the dark room and pointed it out, but it quickly ran out of the building.  a little bit later he was looking around some more and trinh came home and started freaknig out.  rory and i looked at each other like she was crazy hile eh just took  a bunch of pictures of the mouse.  it eventually came up to him and hoopped right intohis handsfor him to pet.

Puppy and Picard and paths of dead stuff.

Jenny and I had somecamping plans for the weekend, but we ended up getting held off from going anywhere.  I went and got drunk with arlo and ended up oging to a petstore and buying a pupy.  It was a cute little brown and white pit.  Whn i was sobered up I realized I hadn’t bought any other supplies for it, and wondered if i should take him back and get a girl like I’d prefer.  We took off for camping the next day and at some point started following a trail of dead things and weinrd broken down structures.  it seemed sortof like a maze.  we eventually ended up in a clearing, layingon our towels when a spaceship came down and picard came out and started signing autographs.  garrett ran over and got his towel signed.

Alligators. Bad for sport training.

I was in my bother and mi’s old beadroom at my parents house.  some guy was around doing training for a sprt and one of the ways he did it was buying a boat for us to be on when we weren’t palying.  the boat coasted around nicely an the field which had shalow wawtter over it.  one day he broughta bunch of alligators on the boat and started tossing them into the field to get us playing better.  there was one giant oneand one time it was chasing after me, even standing on the desks and rawers wasn’t high enough to get awa from it.  another time i was just trying to sneek out of the bedroom and sortof teasing it.  i threw bits of crayons at its mouth for it to snap at.  when i made a break for the bedroom door i tried closing it, but the latch sucked nd it was able to pull the door open and started chasing me running on its hund ligs.  i woke up yellingas it caught up with me.

My clothes! My poor, muddy clothes!

I was workingon painting the walls for some new place I had moved into.  Lacking ideas, I sortof started painting them to looklike right outside.  Actually they looked like stone buildings highly detailed with oil paint, and one wall zooming in on o view of the ocean.  It started raining at one point and I had to leave with Jenny and her family.  I walked out the door with no shirt on, but a second pair of pants over my shoulder.  When I realized that I’d forgotten a shirt I told them I’d catch up and ran back inside.  My room had no roof and some of my drawers were open and filled with dirt turned to mud from the water.  After getting a shirt I ran outside and had no idea where in the parking lot they were.  I kept fainting as I looked for them and then I think Peer eventually came and grabbed me.