Busy evening, 12/1/2011

The rock crusher didn't get me, i didn't drink the Kool aid, the china flight dancers prayed around the pilot, didn't get booted from the whitehouse and the broken guitar didn't belong to me. My old kung fu training area looked better, the Turkish dude gave me food even after I made it clear I didn't speak Arabic but was still hungry and something about a power transformer at the house where the gals were hanging out.