Something quite exciting just happened
Wednesday, 15 June 2005
About an hour ago we walked into the bar of our hotel in Northern California somewhere and a news flash came onto the TV. It said that there'd been an earthquake of the coast of America and our region was issued a tsunami warning. This was quite improtant to us as we can see the coast from where we are staying (about 100m away) so us and all the other people in the bar legged out of the bar without finishing our drinks (the sin of it).
We followed random people up a big hill for safety and quickly got lost but while driving around waiting to find out if everything was safe we saw a big camper van parked up and recognised it as owned by one of the dudes in the bar so we thought it would be a good idea to pull up along side and say hello as we assumed he would know the way back.
So we did. The old cowboy dude who owned the van emerged and offered us some wine so we sat in the back of his campervan which was full of mad equipment and old stuff and trophies from various hunts he'd been on. He was a full on cowboy and owned several ranches around the state and elsewhere as well as being a former green beret (he wasn't lying either - he showed us his beret with his name in it). We sat there and Catherine drank some ice cold california wine while he told us about his escapades. Anyway, time passed and nothing happened but he was really interesting and stuff so eventually we drove back to our hotel to find everything in tact but the bar still closed. Damn. So now we are in bed and writing the bowelwatch in a newsflash style.
There you go, news as it happens bowel fans! Pow!
On June 15, 2005, Catherine said:
I have to add that his camper van smelt realy bad and he hunted sharks with bow and arrows, dove for abalone (an endangered shell fish which it is illeagal to hunt for and made guns. It took me a while (and a fair bit of wine) to convince myself that he wasn't going to skin my Dad wear his skin and dance around to who's your Daddy. Dan should never have shown me house of a thousend corpses. But actually, as with many people who kill endangered species (he told us in graphic detail how to kill abalone so it'd be really tender to eat), he was a really nice and talkative guy who just liked talking about how much expensive stuff he had. It was wicked to talk to him actualy. He'd been to Zsa Zsa Gabore's party in Palm springs, and owned vast numbers of hats. One of which he gave to Dan. Cool. It was well exciting tonight. Shame about the bar being shut though.
On June 15, 2005, Helen said:
You two make us laugh... which is nice is our dreary temp job lives.
Helen and Jez x
On July 02, 2005, Kev-La said:
I bet there was some wicked bowel action when you heard that tsunami warning :0