| Bermuda was over at my house, hanging out in the garage with me and the Bobs. I don’t recall exactly what Bobs were there, other than CindyBob and C-Bob. For our afternoon entertainment, we were participating in an Al RPG type thing. (It’s hard to describe. For example, one night, Al’s evil twin (Wierd All) and his evil band (Baracuda Schwartz, Tim East, Jay Steve, and Rubel), Prince, Coolio and Al’s evil rock god twin were trying to take over the world and banish Al. So the Bobs stepped in and sent them all dimension hopping for all eternity, with a little help from Al’s wimpy architect twin, Archevic.) Anyway, Bermuda wasn’t too thrilled-if you see Al relatively frequently, why bother to RPG about seeing him? In fact, he thought we were being very silly, so he left. As he drove off, I took a look around. The birds in the yard were stalking the neighborhood kids, and the mother of Inigo Montoya was camped out on our couch, fast asleep. Situation normal. (Inigo-you know, from the Princess Bride! My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die!) After the RPG’ing was over, and everyone had gone home, I went inside and checked weirdal.com. Bermuda had updated it, and now decorating the front page was a pretty picture of Bermuda and his wife in Santa and Mrs. Claus outfits. My Take On It Next Dream |
| Bermuda's RPG 04/04/02 |