Just got back from what turned into a mini roadtrip with Mike and Dean. Fun guys, those two. We started out to explore the backroads around B-town, and then we ended up in Bedford, where we participated in a high-speed chase! It rocked out, til we lost the cop car. Then we realized that we were in this creepy industrial area, and there were all these gates and big scary looking machines, so then, out of nowhere, this homeless guy jumps out into the middle of the road! At least, I thought he was homeless, cuz it was like 11.30 and he had the typical brown bag wrapped around a cheap bottle of malt liquor in hand, and this weird looking 80's style plaid jacket kinda thing on, ya know, the kind with the hood, and he was spouting off nonsense in some kind of non-language. Anyways, since he jumped out into the middle of the road, Dean had to swerve to miss him, right? So we ended up in this ditch, kinda sideways, and the wheels start spinning up mud. So Mike opens the door to get out of the car to go push, right, execpt the homeless guy is standing RIGHT OUTSIDE THE CAR, LOOKING AT US. So we had to sit there for a while with our milk and cookies while this guy just looked at us. Seriously, for like 20 minutes or something. He finally walked away, so Mike and Dean were able to push the car out of the ditch while I steered, but still, creepy stuff. What did you do tonight?