shor-t's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A Trip To Molson's I made a trip to Molson's with Scott and Matt last night, and brought Zelda along for good measure. It kind of reminded me of the Mescalero because it had a bit of a party vibe to it. Matt and Scott had set up tiny Christmas lights throughout the place and had wired it for music. Although I had been there before, they showed me tons of weird things that I must have missed. There was a grate on the floor that they said led to a really cool spot. I didn't have a chance to go down there because there was too much going on. Matt and Scott took me outside onto the grounds. They had cool coaster bicycles strategically parked around the grounds so that it would be easy to travel quickly. We picked up a few bikes and went to a place they called 'Lover's Lane' that led down to a river or something. They were carefully to only ride in places where no one would notice the tracks. As they went down the path I heard an RCMP member following me on his own bicycle. I got rid of him somehow and we went back over to the building. I managed to get way up into the ceiling on a catwalk. It was dim but still pleasant with the glow of the Christmas lights. I saw lots of brown walls and steel frames. We decided that we should set up camp way in the ceiling where no one could see us. While I was sleeping, I had dreams that I can't really remember. I woke up and was vaguely aware that Zelda hadn't gone to the bathroom for 14 hours and I was very worried that if she went piddle someone would notice and the jig would be up. We gathered our things and left, only to find that it had snowed overnight and again we risked leaving tracks. Matt vanished and Scott ran for the gates. I tucked Zelda under my jacket and went to the east gates, slid underneath and got into Matt's car which was still red and pre-lizard. We drove away along the slippery roads. It got really weird when I dreamed that I woke up and told them about it at Hop night. Nate was there this time, and they were all saying how odd that was. Then they decided that we should go to a mall to look at 'stuff'. It was a Sears and we managed to get into the walls and into a huge cellar. Nate, a girl and I were underneath the Sears store and the girls was digging an outhouse hole very carefully. She had some kind of tool that could spontaneously drain water. She hit the earth just right and a small vortex drained all the water out. We were about to slip down a manhole when a large Native guy came down a grabbed me by the scruff of the neck. He told me that we were trespassing. The girl struck the ground again in a certain spot and drained some more water. She jumped down the hole. Nate followed, leaving me with my new friend who I hit over the head with the tool. I looked down a different manhole, but the sewer was the same as the ones in Bali which are mostly above ground. I could see light breaking through some of the cracks in the cement, and that was the end of it. 9:51 a.m. - 2006-09-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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