Previously at General Meetings....

  We'd had to sit in "talking circles" and this was before (i)welcome ins(i).

  "Still waiting," another student of Higher Education Learning worked his tired legs into dress shoes on balls of feet so he could balance his papers and forms and coffee on his knees.  "It's like Goddard time here," someone else said.

  "I assure you, it is not." 

  People staying in the few fee and free campgrounds had had to catch shuttles, jitneys, motorcycle rides, etc. (any ride but hitch hiking) to get to those meetings.

  (i)Outside....(i) 

  "So? We were late.  Can't you put that?" Our mini-group's moderator looked at the person with the clipboard.  "Well.  I suppose.  I can (i)put it(i).  But Ican'tletyouin," the person speeded up the "bad news" part of the statement.

  "LAST TIME WE HAD TO

  "could you quiet down please" 

  "HAD TO WHAT?"

  "WE HAD TO SIT IN CHAIR CIRCLES LIKE IT WAS AN AA MEETING

  "could YOU quiet down please?"

  "OH SORRY. But it was by State, the sitted order, AND ALPHABETICALLY." The MP shot her a look.  "Whaddaya mean (i)by State(i)?" Someone asked.  The MP took the clipboard from the volunteering State Park sign-in sheet person and the pen and held it like he was a waiter.  "I can explain." 

  (i)Inside....(i) 

  As soon as they'd closed the doors some people in the talking circles popped up out of their seats.  A few casually made way to people in uniform to find out what was going on.  Fewer still bolted to the doors.

  "What gives?" 

  "He means, um, why'd they shut the doors?" 

  "I need air." 

  "It's hot in here." 

  "As soon as we get all the people (i)already in here(i), sigh, SEATED, then we'll see if we're (i)at capacity(i).

  (i)In the woods....(i) 

  BAM!!!!! "Was that thunder?" Blue skies.  "We gotta roll with this take people.  We are just about out of tape." 

  "Okay then." 

  BAM!!!!! AAAAAAHHHH.

  The motorcycle's kickstand was resting on a sandwich of frozen dew, wet leaves, and a rat trap connected to a TNT wire that was connected to one of those Oxygen tanks, portable.

  Oooooooooooo.

  "Synchronize!  Now." The man had the biggest watch anyone had seen and he held up his wrist and held that wrist with his other hand and the assistant started a countdown on the walkie talkie channel allotted.  The man's other hand showed FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE

  Nothing happened.

  BAM!!!!! WOW.

  (i)Whoa, whoa(i)

  "What is that racket?" The walkie talkie asked.