What Else

Although my nephew Louie is ranked number one on my top ten list, he does have his down falls. The most important one, which is the only one I’ll be mentioning, is the fact that he enjoys going on long walks during the later part of the evening… by himself. I don’t blame him though. If Kristyn were my owner, I’d do whatever I could do to get away. To make a boring story short, Louie took off the other night and was nowhere to be found, until of course the next day when the police picked him up for drunk driving. In that span of his one night of absences, I manged to make a few “wanted” signs, as I call them. Click these links to view them and stop reading what I write. One. Two. Three. Four.

Woodward

Woodward is pretty cool this time of the year, minus every car GM put out in the 90′s and the over population of 5 Point Slow Mustangs. Every cool kid owns one, so that makes it ten times more gay, in the homosexual way. These pictures aren’t of cars, don’t mind the ’57, they’re more of Chris and myself. Awesome.

Another Day

Today was a wonderful day, I sat around and did nothing for almost the entire day, waiting for our hockey game at the end of the night. The end of the night finally came and sure enough the MHRA fucked up again. We played our 3rd game against a team without a goalie this season and this time I’m almost positive we won, unless Joe Dumars has a say in it. So next week we play a team that hasn’t lost yet this year who beat us 10-0 last game. Think positive kids. Other than that, I was fishing the other day and pictures don’t lie, which leads me into the conclusion of this nonsense.


Louie Vuitton-Don Duhaime

In the span of my 20 years of existence, I’ve managed to accomplish many things. The most recent highlight in my life was creating a 6 foot hemp leash, and collar for my nephew Louie. The entire project took me a solid two days of work. By two days, I mean that I spent the time watching the Back To The Future Trilogy… I’ve now attended two shows of the one and only Daniel Zott, who I enjoy musically, in no sort of a man crush kind of way. I should write more to make all of this somewhat interesting, but I’m not really feeling like any of this text is fitting together right, so with that being said, enjoy Eric’s thumb in the pants trick, I’ll be back in a month.


Dead

I really have nothing to write here, my mind is completely blank at the moment. I’m going to sleep before 12, or around 12, for the first time in my life. Goodnight and don’t be a square.