there’s a restaurant in danville called pete’s brass rail and car wash. because they are famous for all the different beers they carry, i wanted to see if they had one particular brand we had in canada last month. i just picked exactly the wrong day to go see. we planned to meet up with team bandler and team munson. nobody told us that tonight was hot august nights in danville–the main street was blocked off so dozens of car fanciers could show off their well-kept hot rods, and thousands of people could walk down the main drag and admire them. this means no place to park, this means that the restaurant is jammed beyond capacity, the double bill of disaster for a casual dinner with friends. nonetheless, we braved the traffic and plunged into the crowds. i used my infallible parking karma to manifest a spot a block away. mike, linda, bob and nancy were sitting on a low wall in front of the joint, waiting for our table. lots of waiting–it took almost an hour to get a spot for 6. tim