In the beginning

There was the John.

Well I'm bored as shit and decided the Eurotrip blog was not longer very useful since the Eurotrip is over. And so I created this new beast. This is the first time I've felt bloggy in a long time.

How did I manage to spend the last two nights sitting in front of my computer doing no work and completely by myself? This confuses me. Where the heck is everyone?

Last night Mike and I had a pretty amazing/creepy adventure. It all started when the roomates went to sleep and I decided to take a stroll. Well midway through my stroll I decided it was a terrible idea and turned around to come home. As I'm walking toward my building I notice this old man sitting in the driver's seat of a car, with the seat leaned all the way back. Keep in mind it's 2:30am. Anyway, Mr. Old Man sees me and is shaking uncontrollably for some reason. He also stares into my eyes and watches me the entire time I walk by. Well, I get upstairs and break out the new digital camera for an impromptu stake out.

After a few minutes of taking pictures I was running low on batteries. I went into Mike's room, waking him up in the process, to get some batteries. While in there, the dude gets out of his car. He's really tall, wearing leather gloves (no finger prints), and carrying a bag. I made the connection that the reason he didn't emerge sooner was because there were two guys standing outside near his car. Clearly he didn't want to be seen. Well Mr. Old Man walks over to a nearby dumpster and seems to be contemplating dumping his bag in there. Instead he stands behind the dumpster, pacing back and forth like he's waiting for someone. After a few minutes he walks back to his car, paces in the street back and forth about 20 times, checks all the doors and the trunk and then takes off across the street. At this point he's moving faster than should be possible for a really old man. Mike and I went to check it out and found nothing in the car and nothing in the dumpster. We think that he didn't leave the bag because there was so little trash in the dumpster.

Today there have been some more weird occurrences. Everyone who walks by the car seems to just lose their mind. One of the dinning hall workers was walking by and right near the car he just spazed out. He started pacing back and forth and then took off running. A girl walking by did nearly the same exact thing.

Later on Mike realized that he's seen the guy before. A few weeks ago he got up to close his blinds (it was 4am) and the dude was just standing across the street, near a street sign. Then he abruptly turned and took off in the same way he did last night.

So the questions are: Who is this guy? Who was he waiting for? What the hell was in that bag?