Death came by...

Death came by the other day...
His face was weathered and tan...his voice was coarse and low...his words were choice and bold...his attire was grim and aphotic...
"Why?", I asked..."why"...was all I could say...
His response was staggering..."Not today."..."not today."


....Death came by the other day

Adventures in the Dark

I went spelunking for the first time yesterday. My friend Eric and I planned to spend a good part of the day just exploring around inside of Spirit Mountain Cave. We arrived at the mountain at 10:00 a.m.. After packing our back pack, checking our lights, and making a few last phone calls, we started down the path that led to the mouth of the cave. It is early March and there is still a considerable amount of snow on the ground near the cave, so we have to carefully hike our way down the trail so as not to fall off the edge to a horrible death. We reach the giant hole and to our dismay the "gate" that was blocking the entrance was of massive proportions. Steel seemed to make a tremendous seal around the mouth of the cave. Although we had the key to get in we still could not find a lock or a key hole. After a moment of searching around we found the lock on the backside of a small 2'x2' opening in the massive steel structure. We squeeze our way into the hole and stepped into an enormous Cathedral room. The ceiling had to be at least 60 ft high and it was breathtaking, literally it was breathtaking. The immense amount of dust inside the cave was so thick it was like trying to breath while lying face down in the dirt. As we traveled down the first corridor we escaped the daylight and had to turn on our flashlights. The darkness was indescribable, close your eyes and try to see...that's how dark it is in there. We traveled further only to find that the path ended and dropped straight down about 40 ft. We did not want to risk any injuries so we decided to try another path. There happened to be a marked path heading into the core of the labyrinth. We entered another room that seemed to be a dead end, but with further exploration we found an exit underneath a large boulder and we slithered through a tiny crevice to find a gaping hole that dropped another 30 some odd ft down. We tied our rope off to a large rock and dropped down through another tight slit in the footing of the cave. Once at the bottom of our rope we discovered another quite large room and decided to take a water break. We searched around and found a pipe leading even further down and pressed on. After an exhilarating hike/climb down about 100 ft there was another long descent straight down. Only this time we had to use the rock face to scale down to the bottom. This once again opened into a room of substantial size. Further exploration gave way to an endless tunnel that we crawled what seemed like miles, but was only a couple hundred feet, and decided to start our ascent back to the daylight. The only way back out of the tunnel was up a slick rock face and under a rock which made for a very tight squeeze. All in all we had a blast and can't wait to do it again.

How do you give a lemon an orgasm?.....tickle its "citrus"

Contrast and Compare Below photos....

Prime Minister's Questions....

I found out yesterday that I will be getting a new roommate to finish out the semester. The anticipation is intolerable, (sarcasm). I met the kid and he seems like a nice guy, he is from North Carolina and has lived in Cody for 4 years. I hope he can cope with my living habits of days filled with PlayStation, reading, eating, and staying up at all hours of the night to finish assignments for the following day. Wonder if he will bitch and moan as the previous water head, monkey bones I have had for roomates? I hope not I don't think I could take anymore Chrissys. With these thoughts in mind I retire to my humble abode and will post again soon...



MAKE ME A BICYCLE!!!!.........
Why are you yelling?......
Whatever, Just make me a bicycle clown....

Amazing Grace

I was bored and was googling the other day and came across this picture from Bonaventure Cemetery in Savannah, GA. It caught my eye because I nearly have the same photo on my camera from my recent trip. It is Gracie Watson, one of the most famous ghosts of the area, I don't know yet what intrigues me the most about this picture. I seem to be drawn into the wrought iron diamond and I get lost in Gracie's sculpture. It is a strange feeling and it is almost as if she knows I am looking at her........weird huh? I need comments on this badly, I need to know I am not the only one.

Focus....Focus...Focus...Focus...Focus

Just a Tribute

I wanna be an Aborigine....

I have been keeping in touch with my mate from down under and he always sends me these random photos of himself in exotic locations....well I was checking my e-mail the other day and I came across this one...Lou, the epitome of Australia. I just thought it would be nice to make everyone wish they were in the land down under...ha

"Naaa...needs garlic." (must say with heavy Aussie accent.)

Three Minute Spill

I am sitting in a computer lab on the opposite side of campus from where I am suppose to be and felt like throwing out a quick blog....I noticed the other day how many people actually listen when someone is talking...let me explain...I was at lunch with a few friends and we were laughing having a good time and then I began to tell a story...well everyone looked in my general direction but seemed to be concentraited on some mystical creature behind me..I got done with my story and laughed at myself, I thought it was funny, and all I got was a chuckle from a couple of buddies.....


sorry kids, times up....see ya next time.

G'Day and Hello Again

Well I have made it back to the blog world after the whole MYSPACE and FACEBOOK fad left the area....well maybe not FACEBOOK...but anyway I should have never left. I hope to post often and give many brilliant insights into my world. So I hope all of you out there in blog land are ready for more fun filled adventures from the frozen wilderness of Wyoming.


I'll be back.....oh, wait...nevermind