Sure I've never seen Wisconsin....

I am sure you all are aware Lo Lo and I took a random trip to see the fam back in Michigan. It was a long and boring 24 hour drive and I thought it might be kinda fun since I hadn't been on a good road trip in a while. We started driving on Thursday evening and were planning on being there Friday afternoon. Well after we got into Rapid City sleep deprivation set in and we called it an early night. After a full nights rest we got up and drove across the Great Sioux Nation's once proud home. (Stopped at Wall Drug). I stayed awake for most of Minnesota and slept the entire state of Wisconsin...one state I have never seen....made it through the Chicago skyline and coasted on into Mattawan, MI about 2 a.m. Saturday morning.

We had a blast! Literally...I bought some cheap rounds for my 'boy' and shot up a bottle in the back yard. I was stunned at the insanely redneck gun store Lauren took me to. Wall to wall people buying everything from shells to Barrett .50 cal sniper rifles. It was awesome. We hung out with friends and had a very happy Easter( Grandpa almost cried laughing with me about Grandma) It's OK Grandma I understand you. We ate at a good BBQ place...gives you stank em' out gas though....I drank some Oberon .... Watched Surfer, Dude and the Passion of the Christ.

We headed home early Tuesday morning and drove all the way to Buffalo, WY before calling it a day. We stayed at a cheesy little motel and I got sick. The next morning we headed over the mountain and made it home really early. All and all it was a fantastic trip and I did stay awake through Wisconsin on the way home!



Dan think's I'm awesome....

I'm All Out of Love...

You ever make a friend you thought would be there till the end?....and then when you decide to move on with your life....they WON'T accept it.

I have met a lot of interesting people in my life, and have only met one as interesting as my old roommate. No offense intended, but please understand this person is unnaturally sentimental....too upset by LIFE.

No one comes from a perfect family or has a perfect life, that is a given...let me give you an example of his down right, piss me the F off, annoying as close to a queer as a straight man can attitude.

I moved to Lovell, twenty miles away, in March. He stayed in Powell saying, "Oh, I'll be fine...I'll just move in with (another friend) at the end of the month." Needless to say he wasn't fine. Hence forth he has done nothing but impose his jealousy through Internet smack talk. The infamous social networking tool known as "Facebook" has become his battle ground for his nerd war.

I am not the violent type. I don't like fighting, at all. I have only been in a few tussles in my life and did not enjoy them or feel a surge of power nor do I ever try and provoke them. One of these rumbles was with him.

I was opening a pack of batteries with a kitchen knife. He came in ten feet tall and bullet proof...or as it is better known as DRUNK. I went over and joined another friend who was there in conversation about the evening that had. The roommate wanted to wrestle as he often did when he was DRUNK. I let him pin me a couple of times just to humor him in hopes he would stop and go to bed. He isn't a small guy, nor was he that of any threatening size. We used to joke that we would feel bad if we hurt him, "It would be like hitting a kid with down syndrome." He was humored enough to leave me alone for a while so I went back to open the batteries. He came into the kitchen and was spouting curse words at me and trying to advocate another match. I jokingly pointed the knife and said "Back up man.". All at once he rushed me and put me in a headlock. I dropped the knife and started prying on his arm. He kept applying pressure and I started fading from the loss of O2 to the brain. I went into panic mode. I whipped my head back hard and connected with his forehead. He was stunned at the move. I spun around and punched him in the abdomen as hard as I could, causing him to double over in pain. I then applied a reversed headlock and leaned back on it. He began laughing and mocking me. Already in attack mode, this drove my anger to a new level....one I had never felt and...it felt good. I leaned on the headlock and I heard him say "Is this all you got..ugh." I nearly fell as I leaned more pressure and lifted him up as I felt his throat collapsing on my arm. His body went limp and I let go of him and he fell to the floor....unconscious. I was in shock. I had never caused someone to loose consciousness. And this...this was my friend. He convulsed and wheezed heavily on the floor sometime before regaining his wits and sat up.

I really don't hate him. I just need to move on with my life in a new direction. One that doesn't involve drunken idiots and parties.

As far as his situation: " I'm all out of love...I'm Zoloft without you...."