water cannibals

I was working with my cousins to make a few dollars separating out the little plastic bits from the edges of molds and plastic milk crates. We sat on trays that were dragged behind the high speed water rail that ran through the bay, and when we had collected enough plastic we would dump all the little colored bits together.

At one point our rope came undone, so I dove into the water and swam it back to the last car to tie us all back to the train. We were back in action, water skiing behind the train on our lunch trays.

Inside the car, we found a bunch of kids that had been quarantined. We could watch them on the screen from the bomb-squad robot that we sent inside to spy on them, and it turned out they were cannibals! gross!

glaw!

I had to try and get all the teletubby autographs I could for the younger kids. I don't know why this was my job, and I wasn't very happy about it. I got 1/6 on the appropriate colored paper by waiting in line with a bunch of 6 year olds. Once they cleared out, I went back to the others to get the rest. Some yellow one gave me a really hard time, but finally let up and gave an autograph, so i moved over to the brown one. All he did was say "GLAW!" really loudly, like a handicaped dinosaur, as he stamped his brown papers with a big dino-claw shaped stamp. I got all the colors that were there that day, but was informed by the kids that really they wanted the one big pink guy's signature, and I would have to go back the next day to get it. crap!

meanwhile back on Valencia street;

Lucy and I were at the bookstore, lying on the grass next to each other, tossing with our friends. Throwing giant blades up in the air and trying to fight each other to catch them as they plummeted down at our faces was less easy than we thought. Most of the fun was trying to play defense on each other by tackling the other person's legs, while never getting off the ground. Eventually, bookstore guy with the long red curly hair came over. He had recognized us from college ultimate, and wanted to say hi.

Over at the counter, the bookstore was doing a sandwich exchange. It was going great until some lady came in with a clearly inferior sandwich and the manger let her exchange it for an awesome sandwich anyway! why!

At the counter, I decided to kill time by asking about the postcards. Customers were not allowed to look through the box themselves, but the clerk told me all about the different kinds available. I ended up getting a whole set of the handmade "Muppets Take Manhattan" cards, as well as a few random others. I am going to send these to so many friends!

bike party

We threw our yearly party of excess, and the cleaning up had begun. My grandparent's house was pretty trashed, so we were trying to put everything back together. Reed ordered us around, and i had stacks of pans that needed to go somewhere even though i kept leaving them around while i pick up some other task in the melee that was the aftermath.

Eventually we needed to go into town, so Todd and I grabbed some bikes and headed down the lane through the fields and the curving paths to the old timey town center. We stuck our hands in the candy jars at the corner store and filled our pockets with colorful sweets for the rest of our ride. We crossed the trolly tracks and kept going on to the bank, swerving through crowds of people lazily enjoying the sunshine in the square.