Story

I was in my Theory of Knowledge class the other day, and because of my cold medicine, I was totally wired. I typically am really interested in that class but I just couldn’t pay attention because Me + Cold Medicine = Bad News and Weird Things So I am sitting in the back of the classroom when suddenly it dawns on me, I can’t sit in this chair a second longer. So what does my brain go to? Of course, what else? The floor. I just stand up in my seat and go around my desk and plunk down on the floor. ...

Goodbye my brother, I will miss you so!!! Good luck at Cal Poly. I still think you are a mountain goat. LOVE YOU!!!

I try to avoid parking lots by all costs. Parking lots have got bad news written all over them, so I just try to stay away. They are a pain in the butt too. Here are my reasons and pet peeves about parking lots: They are one of the most accident prone places. Whenever I am in a parking lot I feel like some body is going to come whipping around the corner and smash into me. I never feel safe, and I get really paranoid. ...

One of my favorite sweets is salt water taffy. It makes my life like nothing else… well except corks. In Calumet Michigan there is a mercantile store where they sell taffy by the bucket. I love this place, I would move in if I could. Just row after row of giant taffy barrels filled with all kinds of flavors of glorious taffy. My favorite flavor has got to be watermelon. ...

Sorry, no time for posts so here is something I wish I was doing instead of piles of homework, rock picking. These are some photos of rocks we found in Lake Superior off the Keewenaw coastline. Very cool agates and such.

This was a dessert I had at the Bellagio Hotel in Las Vegas. I made him look like a Pac Man. Some how this picture is slighty depressing and at the same time makes me laugh until I cry. If any of you have ever eaten at the buffet at the Bellagio, you know what I am talk about when I say: YOU CAN NEVER LOOK AT FOOD THE SAME AGAIN! ...

This is the beginning of a story I am working on, not sure where it will go if it does go somewhere. I thought it was interesting though and thought I would share this little excerpt. Enjoy. This is the way the heart dies. It dies slowly without a sound. Some people never even notice when it is gone. The person still stands put nothing inside remains. We have nothing left but misery, an empty hole that gapes yawning in its existence. When the clock stops ticking what will you do? Where will you go? ...

One of my hobbies is making rock pile art. It is a lot of fun but can be frustrating at times. Especially when there is a pack of wild little children Hell bent on knocking them over every time you build a new one! But that isn’t the point. I make rock pile art all over the place. Just spreading a bit of man made beauty. These are some rock piles that I made on my family’s trip down to Las Vegas. Fun idea, not such a success in reality. But hey, we tried it, that has to count for something doesn’t it? We did see some cool things on our way but five people in a R.V. is just not for me. Say what you want but I would much rather go in a car than an R.V.

I love it when I see colors in everything. Here are some random pictures full of vibrant colors.

Just some beautiful things in nature, a spider’s web at Pictured Rocks, and a nice sunset at Estes Park.