Back in the States

On the morning of July 1st of 2005, Brendan Mayer, Colin Able and Darren Cormack crossed into San Diego, California. The guy (later to be referred to as just "Guy") they had the luck of encountering at their entrance window had very little clue as to what to do with their car situation and decided it best to let them enter the US without ever really acknowledging that their car was entering with them. Although at first thinking this to be extreme good luck the crew was soon to learn that if Guy had any clue as to what he was doing he could have saved them an upcoming wait of nearly 4 hours at the next Customs office they were to visit. Noone really had a clue their either but they were much more interested and proactive in helping the three out. While waiting, really wating (like talking about the best counterpart for peanutbutter on a sandwich, while sitting in the car and staring at your hands kinda waiting) the only thing they learned for sure is that it would have been better handled at the frist place the three tried to cross. Meaning Guy was a jackass. At this point they all decided to dislike him immensely. The one piece of shortlived entertainment they had while there was to watch a guy get walked a way in handcuffs and the cops start tearing into his car looking for whatever it was that made the dogs go so crazy. Fortunatley, the three's current state has been slightly improved. The car is insured although not necessarily imported (to be done on the 5th). They were able to stay the night of the first with one of Brendan's friends in San Diego. Annie, luckily, turning out to be so nice that they are currently planning on returning to spend the 4th of July with her as well. They are now staying with the family of Brendan's Aunt Betsy in Mission Viejo, who (with another great stroke of luck) have all been extremely cool, and deemed fit of the Puta Madre's presence. So tommorrow it's back to San Diego for the 4th, importation on the 5th and a long drive late into the night on their way up to San Fransisco, to visit some of both Colin's and Darren's respective families. Fortunately while visiting Brendan's family Colin had the opportunity to purchase a replacement for the camera cable lost so long ago, so all the pictures are, or soon will be, posted on this blog. As for the all important question: It's decided, Peanutbutter goes best on a sandwich with Jam/Jelly which only barely beat out Nutella, which came in a very close second. (I believe the final count was 174 to 168)