My busy weekend part 4, firemen make mary woozy

So Saturday morning rolls around, I've been asleep and not puking for about 4 hours when my alarm goes off, 7am. Gah. Time to get up, changed, brush my teeth and wake Mary and Mecilia up to go to the pancake breakfast at the Fullerton Firestation #1. It's still raining a little bit so before waking them up, I walk down there and make sure they're still going to do it, sure enough, theres a bunch of people and awnings set up, breakfast on!





After CONSIDERABLE work and coercion, I manage to get Mary and Cecilia out of bed and ready to go. We end up driving the one block to the fire station. As we go in, Mary looks like she's about to pass out, the increase in blood pressure fueled by the intense proximity to FIREMEN is really very evident on her face.




Well, we had our breakfast, it took Mary a LONG time to finish; chew chew, staaaaaare, chew chew.. After we finished, we found out there was a tour of the station house, oh boy, I though Mary was going to LITERALLY swoon.



During the tour we walked past the locker, "this is where we change and shower," holy crap, Mary's legs went wobbly, I'm not exaggerating! The we went into their sleeping quarters, I swear to you, Mary was trying to come up with a plan where she could hide under a bed and wait for everybody leave then sneak out later that night naked.

Where Mary REALLY WANTED the magic to happen:



There were supposed to be equipment and technique demos but they didn't happen. We looked at some fire trucks and milled about, there are a ton more pictures here.

After the fire station, Mary and Cecilia took off for home, I spent a good part of the day sleeping. When I finally woke up I had a productive streak in me and decided to install my siren. Thanks to kallahar who got a second one for free, *I* got one for free. It's this one:



This is the Galls sk124, it has several sirens and a 100w pa, it's loud. We also found out it's illegal so I've got that going for me.

After installing my siren, I drank one of these:



I a) didn't know those came in half gallon bottles, b) don't really like jager and c) didn't think I could drink a whole one. Turns out, I could! I was trashed, but I didn't throw up!

Sunday, STROBIST MEET!