Brain Vincent's Kitchen  I'm at a sawmill. My mom is driving a car that I am in, with others. We're pulling a trailer. The road is narrow, and we go over a narrow bridge. We go slowly. At one point I think we're going off the side of the bridge. The bridge is made of plywood and has no railings. We are not in a car anymore. We go through a tunnel. My mom says that the key to the tunnel is to slide, and she demonstrates how.  I am in a room. My friend Melanie McDyss is there. My cousin Anna Strange is there, and has food in her teeth. A man from my paleontology class named Ian is there. He has a turkey drumstick with his name on it. His name on the drumstick is W____ W____ W____ ( I forget the name but the initials are W.W.W.). A classmate from Brimson is there, named Hunter. He says his only name is Hunter. There is a tunnel that looks and smells like plastic tubing. People are supposed to go ion it. IT starts out funnel-like. There is facial hair in the funnel part of the tunnel.  I'm in the kitchen at home. I'm eating dinner with my mom and my ex-girlfriend Annie Thomas. I talk about why I'd rather not do something (I forget what it is that I'd rather not do). I say this because I have a routine and I need to avoid stress so I stay in the routine. The routine I talk about is my way of doing homework at Brimson: the way I block time to allow for everything. I say Annie's mother was really rude to me the last time I saw her. Annie says that her mother has changed. There is a new drug. My brother Wally may be on the drug, or knows about it, my mom says. She talks about how Wally is doing. I pick up a chocolate frosted yellow cupcake and walk towards the bathroom. Annie goes into the bathroom with me. She pulls down her pants and boxers shorts, sits down on the toilet, and starts urinating. Urine and feces start coming up out of the drain of the sink! The feces are white like old dog feces left to dry in a yard. The mixture is frothy and bubbly in the sink. Annie says her head hurts. I pat her head. I flush the toilet, which has already been flushing. Some urine and feces get on the floor. I pick them up and put them back in the sink, and rinse my hands. The bathroom is tilting from side to side. The water from the toilet overflows and splashes on the floor as the bathroom tilts. The room we are in is like my uncle Brian Vincent's kitchen in Iowa. My cupcake eating was messy. It was a chocolate cupcake that crumbled into the sink. Brian has an 11 person International House in Iowa. Things in the kitchen are stuck to the floor as it tilts.