Saturday, February 23, 2008
1) I'm in Mrs. Edmondson's English class back in high school. She divides us up into groups of five or six, and we have to go on a big scavenger hunt. The list she gives us isn't the actual things we have to get, but clues we have to solve to find out what we have to get. The clue I'm working on says something about ingredients in some kind of junk food, so I go to the grocery store, and I'm running all over checking ingredients in ice cream and candy and stuff. I'm trying to keep up with everyone else on my team, but they're all looking for different clues, so we keep getting separated. I can't find what I'm looking for, and keep re-reading the clue. I check in with Mrs. Edmondson, and one team already has their first object. I look at the clue again, and decide to check out the frozen cheesecakes. I'm trying to find them in the grocery store, but I somehow get lost and end up in come kind of carnival with a bunch of games.
Friday, February 08, 2008
1) I'm at work, and the structures guys ask if I can help out on a project. We gather a bunch of parts together and go out to the flightline. Romy and I get on this platform and it raises us up a couple hundred feet in the air. It's really shakey and I'm nervous we're gonna fall off. We're not tied off or anything, and I'm sitting down. I can tell Romy is a little nervous, too. There's another platform up there that we have to work on, and every time I have to go over to the other one, it teeters a little and parts fall off the side. I look down and see all the other guys watching us.