Crazy But Able

Me and Jello Biafra decided to start up a series of free internet classes on how to publish weblogs and create great webpages.

While we were coming up with the class list and preparing lecture notes and things like that, Peggy came up to me, smiled, and made an incredibly complicated gesture+facial expression which meant “My car is broken”. “What do you mean ‘broken?’” I asked. *gesture + facial expression meaning “I don’t know, it’s broken.”* “Okay…”

So I went and looked at it and this metal bracket was wedged against one of the tires so that if you went forward it was okay, but if you went backwards it would dig into the tire and make a funny noise. “There’s your problem.” I said. “Hmm. Should be able to bend that off the tire,” I thought and started looking around for tools. Peggy brightened up and made a gesture+facial expression meaning “Oh, so that’s all it is?” Then she flipped the car on end, caught an edge of the metal bracket on the ground, and then flipped the car upside down, using the weight of the car falling to bend the metal piece. Then she flipped the car right side up, winked at me, and made a gesture+facial expression meaning “Get in, let’s go!”

We went to the bar (some random bar I’d never seen before) and met up with some other guys. The only person I remember though was Doug Moore. We bought these ENORMOUS drinks. I had a few sips of mine, and decided I was done. The rest of the guys persuaded me to take the rest of my drink home with me, so I got a bunch of gallon jugs and kept filling jug after jug after jug.

So I get back home and Jello and I have our free web university classes and they go really well, and then I woke up.

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