Interpret THIS, Freud .. . . .

Pete: The Preacher said it absolved us.
Ulysses Everett McGill: For him, not for the law. I'm surprised at you, Pete, I gave you credit for more brains than Delmar.
Delmar O'Donnell: But they was witnesses that seen us redeemed.
Ulysses Everett McGill: That's not the issue Delmar. Even if that did put you square with the Lord, the State of Mississippi's a little more hard-nosed.

So I've been a delinquent in keeping y'all updated on my progress.
I have no pics of The Posse, as it is known here, but even if i did, I don't know how to put them in an LJ. So.
Last Friday was the most awesome night of my life. Not good. but awesome.

We (me, dana, billy, anthony, sarah, nick, gail, john, becca, rachael, andee, matt the engineer, and julia-i think that's all of us) decided to go clubbing last friday. So some of the girls started to get ready at 7:30 when we weren't planning to leave until 11 or so. So some of us just said screw it and went down to the russell house to watch animal house.
We left at 11, with the girls having taken 2 1/2 hours to get dressed up like hookers.
We drove to about 5 places before we found a place that let 18-year-olds in. The place we found was called "Fusion", and, after about half an hour, we found out that it was an "alternative lifestyle" establishment (read: Gay Bar). We were having a decent time, then they paraded out before us 4 lip-syncing transexuals. Frightening. We went to IHOP and ate and got back around 2. I went to bed because i had to get up early on saturday (even though some of them stayed up until 4:30).

but while i was asleep, I had the greatest dream ever. The 13 ofus who went clubbing that night were at Sandbridge Beach, VA. And i thought it would be a good idea to stage a rebellion against the government.
So we dug defensive works and procured AK-47s, some larger artillery, and molotov cocktails. We fought off two waves of seaborne federal forces in speedboats while taking no casualties. Then the Coast guard comes with a 250-foot cutter with helicopters and a huge seaborne gun. Knowing that we can't fend them off, I strike our colors (the Jolly Roger), run in front of our bunker with a SigSauer 9mm, wrap myself in the flag and put the gun to my head, but I get arrested before i can commit harekare.

So the next thing I know, I'm on trial for sedition and treason. We're all walking around the campus and people are like,"hey, that's the pirate guy" and all that jazz. We get to the trial. It's in a huge white room. My defense lawyer is a Catholic bishop and the judge is a huge fat bearded hippie. We get through 2 days of the trial and I'm convinced that i'm gonna hang for treason.

Then I wake up. But before i did, i was 100% convinced that THIS WAS REALLY HAPPENING TO ME. like, i was regretting having wasted my life on being a pirate.

So we're agreed that someone slipped something in my drink . . .. . .