2/4/00

Repairs to Bob's car have begun.
Farrar had its first conference call today.
Bob re-loaded Windows 98
After 3 hours of work, toil, tribulation, and near cussing Bob finally removed his alternator, and since Bob's car was in pieces he inquired of Bill if he would take Bob to NAPA for a new one and en route to the gas station in Bill's car, which was severely in need of gas, it ran out of the afore mentioned liquid about a block from the intersection of Kuebler and Lancaster, but luckily Bill had his cell phone and was able to call Krista, who came and picked up the two boys and took them to the gas station where Bill purchased a gas can and two gallons of gas, and after buying Krista a Twinkie, Krista drove the boys back to Bill's car where they got it filled up, got it started, and drove to the same gas station and had the same attendant fill up Bill's car, and they finally drove to NAPA where they told Bob that the alternator wouldn't be in until Saturday, so Bill and Bob drove home. Bill had a burrito in there somewhere.
So basically, Bill bought Krista a Twinkie so Bob could go skiing on Saturday but now can't.
There was an 8:45 Taco Bell run that included WinCo.
Mass quantities of chalupas were consumed.
Bill and Bob learned that "you can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant" and that "you can walk right in, its around the back, just about a half mile from the railroad track."
At 1:17 am Bill began to speak in tongues after unsuccessfully trying to crash WBC's Webmail.
It was a busy day.
Bill's last act of the day: can you guess? *pooofffftt* Bill claims intestinal relief.