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Yesteday was an interesting day. My brother and I went to pick Darren up at the airport, but before that he tells me he needs gas. So we go to a station and see there's a line of about 10 cars. We go to another one and another one...it was the same deal all over the place. The only other time I've seen lines that long for gas is the day before a hurricane. Since I knew that wasn't the case, we listened to the news and heard that there's a truck driver strike going on. Great!
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He bought gas later, but had to wait in a 3 hour line. Then my sister called all hysterical because she was running on empty and every station that she went to had ran out. That was pretty funny actually :) She even saw people fist fighting over their position in line at one station. So what does she do? Like any other great "cojonua" PRican, she finally finds a station that has gas, cuts infront of like 30 people and pretends not hear them insulting her.
Almost all gas stations here ran out of gas yesterday....it's ridiculous! We'll just have to see how dragged out this strike will be (probably a long while since the governor said he will NOT negotiate with the truck drivers).
One thing I'm kind of known for is for having strange and sometimes detailed dreams. That's why I'm going to share my lastest one.
Setting: A random motel on a dark and stormy night.
Dream: Everything in the rooms was pretty messed up. The wallpaper was covered with streaks of black paint and the floor was all chopped up and dirty. Apparently I was there to meet up with 3 people. So, I go into one of the rooms and there they are. They're just sitting on the floor watching something on tv and eating this gooey colored substance. I asked what it is and one of the guys violently laughs and says "I can't tell YOU! But you haaaaave to try it...HAHA!" He then hands me his cup which is filled with a red goo. I look at the the 2 other cups and the other guy has yellow goo and the girl has blue goo. Whatever. So as I'm trying it, all 3 of them are staring at me silently. I say "Oh, so this is like taffy, right?" They all laugh and the first guy says twitching and pointing over at the tv, "Not exactly!!" I look at the tv and it's a video feed from one of the other rooms. There's a man dressed like a butcher who is whipping this other person who is running on a treadmill. He's also cutting pieces off this other person who's just standing there. There's laughter in the background as they enjoy their colored goo, but my mouth just drops. I walk over to the butcher's room and see him take the blood and pieces and feed it through a machine. Guess what comes out? Colored goo. I slowly walk back to the other room, give the guy his cup back and leave.
Conclusion: As my Dabu friends would say, I need to drink more.