The McGuffin Society is officially in Humboldt County, CA as of this morning. The trip was long, odd, distorted, and felt like some disgusting fever dream but we made it. And everyone is still alive! And no one got arrested! And we took some pictures/shot from film! It was all very amusing material...however, being awake for 24 hours makes anything funny.
Our first task in Northern California: eat like Northern Californians. We went to a large, lumberjack style restaurant called The Somoa Cookhouse, where we dined on the finest french toast, sausages and hash browns. We then toured the city, showing Buddy a who's who of meth heads. His eyes were as wide as saucers. We then slept.
So far, things are going well. Like I said, everyone is alive and well and I've only had to ride in the trunk space of one car so far! Way to go, Brandon!
Pictures being uploaded soon. Hold steady.
1 comment:
Once in high school friends convinced a guy to get in their trunk under the guise of getting him a hooker. Instead he got dumped on the beach. Worst.
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