Rescue to conference

I'm waiting for the prayer group.  We need to rescue someone.

I'm waiting for a phone call from a hotel room.  The building has outside stairs.

I go down the stairs really fast while they don't notice and get the phone call half-way down

they comment on how quickly I got down.  

It's kinda like deserted construction site and a mountain side wilderness.

The car is a white sedan.

We get to the place to rescue (david?)

and have a party in a hotel room with snacks and foods

a little girl who came with us is still up the next morning

we had stayed up all night and might have to go to convention tired,

so we talk about how we should get some rest

I find some markers and use the red marker write on table (what did I write?), but it doesn't erase well.

I go to a cabinet to find a small bottle of alcohol to clean before hotel finds out

it smells or feels a little bit like oil or gas or some pet based stuff.

downstairs to desk cuz I wanted to keep my wallet safe

think of leaving wallet and cash inside with them and require ID or secret number to get it back

walk into a convention in the main hall

matt saario?

preacher

speaker trying to keep attention and gets us to break into small group

an old friendly guy in front of us comments on how Matt and I were inseparable in the conference

after talking a while, the old guy calls out to guy to our left, "Hey, white guy!"

turns out "white guy" is part cuban and lives somewhere to do with county line and miami beach

talk to new guy who was talking about life and a job with blobs

I ask about blogging, responds with comment about The Game

I ask if he's talking about the one by Stylelife, and he doesn't want to say.  Still a bit shy.  a rafc