We're all human

So nice outside, so darn nice. Thinking about a fire on the Mountain tonight. Any body up for it. Had to let the Jeep sleep in the woods the other night, broke the idler pulley which in turn snapped the belt. Slept on the Mnt. Fixed her yesterday, the exhaust leak is no longer...hahaha. Thanks for your help guys, you know I'd of done the same!

Not going to be tending bar anymore, just waiting tables. More time for Trevor.

Hoping for a good night of music this weekend. Can't really do the Kartune thing, they're good and all but not good enough to pull me out of the woods.

Boys suck cause I don't know what to do to them. What makes you guys happy? Let us in. I feel like it's all one big roll reversal. Like I act like the guy and the guy acts like the jealous girl. I don't get it and I don't think I'm going to continue to try to. Flow.

Take it from my uncle call it bootleggers advice, advice is all the spices of my life, that's right. AOD

I got to dance with Elvis last weekend, he was very light on his feet. KGB next Saturday, Fireman's Inn. Be there or miss a good time. Losers.

But not just another Sat. night.....not by far. The KGB rocked us out of our seats all night long. Haven't seen so many people move to music since DMB at Montage Mnt. Damn guys. If you missed it then boo on you but they impressed the hell out of the bar manager and got a gig there once a month till the end of summer. Congrats guys, and God damn.

This Sat. the KGB will be opeing for Re-Experience at Bone's bar. Location: Past the Blackman Street/309 intersection on the right next to the Bone's gas station. Time: not sure, I'm guessing anywhere from 9 p.m. start to 10 p.m. start. They'll be playing the backroom so wear your dang dancin' shoes.

All right. So I've worked some extra time this past weekend and I'm slightly burnt. But Sunday night in-between shifts I went for a ride on the mountain. I pulled up to one of our spots to meet some friends in some Jeeps. We're all standing around talking when a cub comes out of nowhere! It walks right up to me and I about pooped myself. I let out a gasp when I came to the realization that the cub is a hundred and fourty pound Rotwieler named Kilo. Holy crap, can you imagine?

After that I went for a ride to one of the fields by my parents house where I drove through a Walt Disney cartoon. There was a flock of deer just surrounding my Jeep as if I wasn't even there. Couldn't tell buck from doe beign that the buck don't have their racks right now. Their were some biggins though.

I love it in those woods. It's the only place I can go and be myself without any question of anything. I can drive around and sing at the top of my lungs. I can sit and stare at the valley lights and ponder the greater questions of my existance. And let's face it folks, there's nothing like peein' in the woods.

P.S. If anyone wants to fix my Jeep for me please just say the word. I think I'll only get another ride or two out of it before that bushing in the stearing arm gives way. Thank you.

On a lower note. Friends of mine just lost their father. He was too young and it was completely unexpected. Please send good thoughts of comfort. Every time I hear of something like this I can't help but wonder....it makes me want to freeze time. Knowing that that is not possible I will just try and make the most of the time I have.

Love you all!

Don't forget kiddies, tonight is the night of the KGB. Twill be fun and fun will be had by all. Satisfaction Guaranteed. See you there.

Firemen's Inn. Wilkes Barre Twp. PA


Peace

Sorry it's been so long. I only have time to hop on-line once a week these days. This computer is slow as....you know...balls....so, it's a pain either way.

I've been wondering why none of us wear watches. None of us, except for Grula, and no offense man, but that makes sense. Your down with the times, literally. haha. So I'm looking through the new Avon catalogs the other day and I found a sweet watch for 15 bucks. I ordered it. I don't know what's more depressing, the fact that know I will get to watch the hours of my life pass me by, or that I'm now ordering from Avon. Almost twenty six.....twenty six.

Twenty six. I've become so damn particular. I don't think I have it in my soul to make some one else happy. I guess I go into things expecting them not to work out. So I don't let them work out.

Don't get me wrong, I am happy. Finally feeling healthy. Making good money. Spending more time at home, that's a joke. I pretend to spend more time at home but there is always some where to be. Idle hands.

So, anyone else out there twenty five years old browsing through the newest Avon gear. Just stop me if I start talking about selling Avon, k?

On my way up here this morning I saw an Eagle, holy shit. This things body was as big as a bearded turkey, it's wing span was as wide as my arms outstretched. It was certainly an Eagle. Just not sure what kind. Almost hit a tree as I stared in wonder. It's things like that.

The Jeep is out of commission for the time being. Need a "special" part. Got the car on the road and am becoming more dangerous to myself by the minute. The car actually goes when you step on the gas and there is no fear of it rolling over on Rt.11 at 85 miles per hour. SLOW DOWN MANDA!!!

KGB, live and loud this Saturday, March 18th, at the Fireman's Inn. It's gonna jam. Break a leg boys and don't get mad if me and Mel get drunk with Mrs. Grula and to the cha cha slide to "Free Bird."

It's windy outside, pray for the tree climbers and carpenters.

I got asked by three different people last night who I am seeing from Nanticoke. You ass holes, everyone I look at. If you don't hear something from me, my mouth, then shut up. Mind your business!!! I can't even get mad at it anymore, if you want to squawk amongst yourselves, have at it and kiss my ass when I decide not to speak to you anymore. Crap bags.

On that note, hope your all healthier and happier then you've ever been. If you want to fix my Jeep for me, please do, and I thank you. Poo-poo