How many UCM interns does it take to.....

When in course of human events it becomes necessary to make fun of UCM interns. And I've figured out that UCM interns can't walk and talk at the same time.... look what happens....

Aaron is doing okay so far while on his cell phone, but look what happens one second later....

Yeah... and he was only checking his voice mail.... Now check out the results.....

A dead intern.

We really need to start bumper guarding the UCM in case of other incidents like this. Just imagine what would happen if they start driving and talking on the phone at the same time? I don't even want the think about it....

So, what happens when they are in class?

I captured this shot of Thomas while he was in the middle of a math exam. I could almost see that mouse turning the wheel inside his head...

I also think that UCM interns goof off way too much while they are suppose to be "working". Just take a look at this...Thomas..... tisk tisk... sleeping on the job...... How do you say, "I have a cat in my pants", in spanish?

But some actually do "interning".....

At least one intern is doing SOMETHING. Good job, Jonathon. Way to answer those telemarketers before the second ring. I overheard him answering the phone like so: "UCM slaughter house. What's your beef? Uh.... what's the beef? ...... Hello?"

Okay... now it's time for you guys to send me angry comments... most likely of the "anonymous" persuasion. But I'm just joshin' you guys.... ya'll do a good job here. Gotta give it to ya.... *clap clap clap*

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Peek and Leave - The Phenomena

There is a certain phenomena that occurs in a particular building near ECU's campus. The place harbors some of the most naturally occurring peak-and-leave's known on this planet. What is a peak-and-leave, you may ask? I'll do my best to try and explain....

P&L's are just what the name suggests: you peek into a room to see who is in there, and if you don't want to enter the room based on the quality of person's in such room, you decide to leave... all the while making it look inconspicuous as to what your true intentions are. Still confused? Well, maybe these pictures will help... (with the help of my good friend, Aaron and Jonathon):

THE SNEAK-PEAK-AND-LEAVE. A common type of Peek-and-Leave. You get your head in just enough to see who is in the room. There isn't much of a chance of being seen, but the risk has it's downside... if you are seen then you will be labeled as a Peak-and-Leaver.

The PAPER-PEAK-AND-LEAVE. This is when you "casually" walk by the room while "looking" through the paper. And then the ever-so-slightist glance to see who is in the room. It works sometimes. A keen eye will notice that it is a peak-and-leave.

DOUBLE-SNEAK-PEAK-AND-LEAVE. Two people may go to opposite sides and do the individual Sneak-Peak-and-Leave, but this one has two people.

VANITY-PEAK-AND-LEAVE. A desperate attempt to see who is in the room without making your actual body pass by. There is also the horizontal version of this same type of peak-and-leave.

COMPUTER-PEAK-AND-LEAVE. The computer at the UCM sits in a very strategic position. There you can check you email or the latest sports. But, you can also casually look over your shoulder to see the occupants of the room. It is one of the best spots to do a peak-and-leave and get away with it, scott free, so to speak. It's a very popular choice among peak-and-leavers.

FLY-BY-PEAK-AND-LEAVE. Not very common, because the consequences can be detrimental. Occupants in the room usually notice this occurance, thereby hard to pass by unnoticed and unaware of. High risk factor involved. Very few can get away with this. Scars, blood, and a crushed nether-region are direct possible consequences of this peak-and-leave if not extremely careful.

CHAIR-BY-PEAK-AND-LEAVE. Get in a chair... roll by...... and peak..... It's simple.

PURE-DISGUST-PEAK-AND-LEAVE. Sometimes when you walk by, you see somebody that you just absolutely don't want to talk to. It makes you freeze in your tracks. The facial expressions and body language is hard to control when you have pure disgust eminating throughout. Just imagine seeing Jabba The Hut watching T.V. in the room. Not cool.

And there you have it. Now this is NOT the final list of Peak-and-Leaves. There are many more. And maybe there will be future posts dedicated to unveiling such P&L's. Until then...... vaya con Dios.

Driven by you

Enough of that crap that doesn't make sense... how about some English? Alrighty then...

I've been wasting way too much time doing things other than what I need to do. So what am I doing on here? Well... simply wasting time... because I'm not getting paid for this.

Played football with my good friend Bryan earlier this afternoon with some of his work friends. I thought it interesting how some of these guys would spend their "breaks" by smoking a cigarette. Football... then smoking.... now back to football. Interesting.

Big game tonight as Texas University takes on the Oklahoma Soooners at 8 p.m. It will be tough for my Sooners to beat Texas, but they CAN do it. But my prediction isn't promising.... Texas - 71, Oklahoma - 58. OUch.

Well, I figure tomorrow is a big day for me. I plan on joining 1st Baptist. I feel like it's time to make the committment. Looking forward to it.

My recent endeavors have left me thinking. I contemplate about what might have been and what could be. Are these to prepare me for something later? I guess time will speak for itself when it gets into a VW and drives over the bridge.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Self Titled

Let the music play...

All this time, it was staring me blind. I guess I never noticed my heart before. You are reaching... something that is reaching. Over and up again. They seem out out of my skin. Seems I never noticed my heart before. The only time I ever noticed my heart was when I noticed you.

And we stare at the sun.... but we never see anything there. The glare has become all that we ever see there. All of nothing has become... all that we ever see there.

You are mine. Everything around me is chaos.

Can I dream for one day? How long should it take somebody before they can be somebody? Can I break the spell of typical?

Let the music play...

You all everybody

I achieved another milestone in my life.

I subbed today, but I didn't blog. I did something different..... something that I wanted to do and get paid for it...... I showed the class an episode of Lost.

That's right! You heard me... or read me, that is. I showed two classes the first episode of season 2. Well, it was either that or Casablanca.... so I think I made the right decision.

It was only for half of a day but it was still worth it.

What else is new(s)? Well, it may be insignificant to anybody else but I wrote a letter to the editor of the school paper (ECUs The Journal). It was in response to an article in an issue published last December. The article was about the political correctness of the useage of the term 'Christmas'. You've heard about this, right? Schools doing away with "Christmas" and changing it to "Holiday". Here was the aforementioned letter to the editor:

by Kent

I am absolutely sick of how ths nation is so afraid to offend one person.

Am I dreaming or are we actually arguing whether Christmas should be called Christmas?What's next?

Are we going to start calling Good Friday, "Reasonably Content Friday?"

Are we going to call Easter, "Developed Embryo Search Day?"

This is absolutely ridiculous.

When is this country going to start standing up for what is right?

Now if everybody is so afraid to "offend" others, then why is it that nobody cares that Christians are offended about Christ being taken out of Christmas.

It sounds like there are two totally separate holidays taking place on the same day toward the end of December.

Christians: our voice needs to be heard!

I agree with your comment about the problem being that we are trying to welcome every religion and belief system into one holiday (which so happens to be replacing
Christmas).

Christmas is SUPPOSED to be a time where we remember the birth of Jesus Christ.

Merry CHRISTmas to EVERYBODY.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Career... I cannot see you... come closer

I went with the tuck today. Usually when I where a nice/semi-nice shirt, I, 96.3% of the time, go untucked. For some reason I don't like the tuck. Some say it looks sloppy and/or unprofessional when someone wears a shirt untucked. But hey.... that's me, folks.... sloppy and unprofessional. Get used to it.

Just got back from my Tuesday night class. You know, I'm getting used to the night class set up. Since I don't work (steadily), I can sleep in late and be fine to get to class in time. But the classes seem to be going alright. Right now I am putting off starting working on the reading material for my internet based class. I feel like if I start doing the work, then my semester has started.... and I don't want that! But I will have to tomorrow, for I have a quiz to turn in by next Tuesday. That's foul!

It's weird... I can see the light at the end of the education tunnel. After this fall, I'll be done. That's it! I'll be done! Then what? Yes, I have plans and ambitions, but that doesn't mean it will happen. I'd like to say by this time next year I will be busy doing an internship somewhere or am starting a fascinating career doing (fill in the blank). But I don't know what the future holds. So, I'm leaving it up to God to open doors for me. And hopefully I won't be so blind to not see them open.

But before any of that occurs, I need to get done with this whole thing referred to as "school". I think I've had senioritis for 4 years now. I've been going to college since 2000.... I'm ready to exit the building.

But I'm sure I'M the ONLY one who feels THAT way. Just joshin' ya! Don't be hatin', foo! Dank! That's foul! ..... okay, sorry,... I got carried away.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Applied Art

If my life was a cartoon...

The KEYtar to life

Well, it's official. I have a new favorite band. It's Mute Math.

Last night I attended the first concert of their tour in Oklahoma City. And that means I was one of the VERY FIRST to be able to buy their self-titled debut album. Three bands opened up for Mute Math. The first, Avarice, was decent at best. They have an amazing bass guitar player. But I could not understand ONE WORD the guys were saying. He was practicly swallowing the microphone when he was "singing". I thought they were alright until I heard him say the only thing I heard him say all night. He was setting up the next song by saying, "This next song is about sex." Moving on.....

The second band was one that had a terrific sound. They were called Radiant.

The third band was called Vedera. The lead singer was a female who had an amazing voice. Not many females can pull off what she did. Good sound.

And last but not least, Mute Math. They were simply nothing short of amazing. Their set lasted roughly around 90 minutes to close the show at midnight. They started it off by playing a new song called "Chaos". They played several new ones and a few off of their Reset E.P. They played "Control", "Peculiar People" (my favorite), "Plan B", and closed the concert with the all instrumental song "Reset". Here's a video link to see it live.

I was very impressed with the show. I can't wait until I get to see them again. But I will at least have to see how my hearing recovers. It was freakin' loud, yo.

Now I'm enjoying the Mute Math cd before ANYBODY else. It's scheduled to be released to everybody else in the fall. I feel special. The cd is really good too.

I don't know if this message will be seen by my concert friends from Tulsa, but you guys/gals rocked. I've never shared standing room only space at a concert with anybody cooler. I hope one day I can enjoy a concert with you 4 again. God Bless.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Odelay

I've got a devil's haircut, in my mind. Just kidding. But I did get a haircut earlier this afternoon. And, as with most haircuts, my hair is shorter. Short on the sides, longer on top. That's me.

And good news. A class of mine got cancelled. This would have been just the second time for this class to meet and we are already cancelling class. It's awesome. I'm beginning to really like this class.

I bought tickets to the upcoming Third Day with David Crowder Band concert on March 25. I got floor seats but they weren't cheap. After taxes and service charges and raping fees, it came to about $42/ticket. When I saw that I about said "Jesus Christ!" but then I remembered this was a christian concert that I was going to. So...... that wouldn't have been smart.

I keep forgetting to eat. Here it is approaching 4 p.m. and I have yet to have anything to eat for the day. I'm tired of just settling for fast food. It's unhealthy and and unhealthy and unhealthy. Did I mention that it's unhealthy?

Mute Math concert is in just one short day. I WILL post pictures of the event on here. So stay tuned. More than likely they will be on a Friday post. Does anybody else care? That's what I thought.

And tonight is a new episode of Lost. Once again I will have to watch it on tape delay. But it's better than not seeing it at all. The title of the episode will be called The Hunting Party. Jack, Locke and Sawyer pursue a determined Michael after he heads into the jungle toward the dreaded "Others" in search of Walt. Meanwhile, Sun has a surprising reaction to Jin's desire to join the search party, and Hurley and Charlie commiserate over the age-old conundrum of "what women want."

Yeah... "what women want"....... does God even know that?

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

You sank my Jenga jam

So, what did I do with my Sunday (yesterday)? Well, it is your lucky day. For I had a camera to capture all the excitement. It was a Sunday of Jenga. Enjoy...

Playing Jenga takes all of my attention. I'm a serious gamer, folks. I like to stare down my competition prior to the attempt. I shall succeed!

No... NO...... NOOOOO!!!!!!! How can this be?! I was so careful! So much time and effort just to lose! I'm so mad.... grrrrrrr!

Obviously, I cannot stand to lose. My competitive nature is taking control... I encounter a variety of emotions, from true frustration to......

... Mad....

... to sad.

I didn't want to go through any more emotions.... so I got a bottle of Vanilla and, well......... see for yourself.

And there you have it. Just another Sunday.

On Saturday, though, I had a good outing of a particular sport. Bowling. I achieved my "career" high: 195. Yeah baby! I think I'm going to leave college early and enter the bowling draft. Vince Young, you got nothin'!

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

serenity

It is chaos.... All the things that happen. Our 'ups' and 'downs'... and everything in between. Everything around is breaking down. Everything happens for a reason, right?

It's funny how we as humans think we have everything so figured out. We have our nice little world where we get so comfortable. Then something happens.... now what?

I guess Stars won't be played any time soon. No lit candles. No evening under the night sky.

Here's to starting over,... again.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Climbing Mt. "Everett"

Basketball. That's what I did yesterday at First Baptist. They play every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at noon. And now I'm sore. That's what happens when you're out of shape and play 2 hours + of basketball. But I needed it. Plus it was fun.

But today is a new day... and a new sport. Later this evening some of my friends and I will try a little bit of bowling. I'm going for 300.... total. Maybe I can achieve that toal in 3 games. Maybe.

Just finished watching OU basketball earlier today. OU won with a 3-pointer with 6.1 seconds left to win by one point. Awesome.

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New adventures, new risks. It's in Your hands.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Lightening Bugs

My goal in life is to go to a fast food restaurant and get a butt-load of straws, attach all the straws together, end-to-end, get a coke, and "suck" all the contents of the drink into the straws. I want to get it where the entire contents of the drink are entirely in the straw and not in either the cup or my mouth. It will have to be a very very very long series of straws. But it will be worth it. OH! And I will have to bring tape to "tape" the part where the straws are connected so I can achieve 100% suck. Hehe.... anyway..... If this ever happens I will take a picture and share with you... whoever cares.

The episode of Lost was awesome last night. I watched it twice. And yes, I'm a nerd. I admit it.

And I'm starting to get addicted to a show called "Firefly". It was originally a Fox series before they dumped the show. Most recently they made a movie about it, called "Serenity". I watched it in theatres and was hooked. So, in addition to me being a "Lost" nerd, I will quickly become a "Firefly" nerd. Man... no wonder I can't get a girlfriend....

Yesterday I went on a shopping spree at WalMart. I intended only to get some black socks. But I walked out with three shirts, 6 pair of black socks, and a larger hole in my check book. But I didn't get any condoms while I was there... just in case you were wondering.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

High class... moolah. Bolt ons, fast car.

According to me, it's been a long time since I've posted. But I had nothing to say... imagine that.

But now I have something to say because classes started today. And since I'm a grad school student now, most/all of my classes are in the afternoon/evening. Which is alright I guess... One of the classes is on Wednesdays from 7:05-9:40 p.m. That means I'll be missing out on church and church related activities. And of course, episodes of Lost. I taped tonights episode and have yet to see it. I'm giddy. Anyway, my classes. The class is called Legal Aspects of Sport. It's being taught by some lawyer from Ada. I've recognized him from basketball games that he ref'ed. And I believe this is the only class that he ever teaches at East Central University. But I think it will be fun.

And speaking of school, I bought my text books today. Total cost? Read 'em and weep: only $65. One book! Can you believe it? Now I just have to pay the tuition...... *sigh*....

But it was good to see some familiar faces again. Not all of 'em though... I don't like everybody. Just kidding. But am I?....

The Mute Math concert is quickly approaching and I'm getting ever so excited. And I learned that the Newsboys' guitarist, Bryan Olesen, has departed the band to focus on his other band (Casting Pearls). So, if you can play lead guitar, now's your chance!

You know, I've noticed that I get a lot more people that visited my site when I post something controversial on here. So, here's to self-promoting....: Every time you act out, God kills a kitten!

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

It's a hard life

I can't believe it. I am sitting in Vanoss, America, while on the internet. What's better than that is that I'm at work! I'm subbing at this exact time of day. So my dream has come true... getting paid while I blog! Somebody kill me now! I can die a happy man. The only bad thing is that my usual routine of waking up around noon has been put on hold. But I can deal with that.

I'm watching this computer/business class. All the students are hard(ly) at work. I've got a lot done today. I've watched an episode of Seinfeld, watched a good portion of Queen + Paul Rodgers DVD, all the while subbing classes. Plus I had a hamburger at lunch. My day is complete except that I have to go to Ada to turn in my registration for a U.S. Passport. I took my pretty little picture yesterday at the Walmarts. $11 dollars just for two crappy pictures. Sheesh! But I have to get it done if I want to go to the Bahamas this May. Can't wait.

Hey, Muffin. I have the list of songs narrowed down to 40 songs. I think you'll like the musical selection I conjured.

So now I'm anxiously awaiting the 3:05 o'clock bell. I feel like Jack Black's character on School of Rock on his first day of subbing (or temping, as he likes to put it). He would just stare at the clock with great anticipation. And when it hit three he jumped up and gave every student hi-fives and ran out the door. That's how I feel.

Was it bad that I let some of the kids watch part of the episode of Seinfeld I was watching?

Dang.... I gotta pee.... and I can't ask for permission because I'm the "teach"... dang it.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Get to know me

Think you know me? Well.... try me.

Take my Quiz on QuizYourFriends.com!

Waters all around!

Yesterday, I took a break from the normal, mundane life I have of sitting on the couch and staring at the wall for hours. I went with a few friends to Oklahoma City (Bricktown). Our plan was to go to the Penn Square Mall, get a little to eat, and proceed to the movie theatre to watch Hostel. We accomplished two of the three. The later was a no go. It was, sadly, sold out. Then all 4 of us stood there.... waiting... for somebody to take the initiative to decide what we all should do with the extra time. Instead of somebody deciding what to do, we just started walking.... and walking...... and walking..... you get the idea. Eventually someone decided to go into a place called TapWerks. It was the first "bar" I've ever been to. Now, I will say I wasn't "comfortable" going into this place because, you know, it really isn't my kind of scene. I do not drink and I usually don't like hanging out with people who do.

Now I know much of you are going to call me a hypocrite for doing this, but I don't care. I didn't drink and I never even thought about doing so. Besides, if the driver had too many, I could take the wheels and drive us all home safely. I was a backup driver, so to speak. I did find something fun to do while I was in there though... make fun of people. Now, I didn't say anything out loud. That would be dumb. The last thing I want to do is make a bunch of drunk people mad. The waitress looked at me weird at one point and asked me if I was okay. Since I didn't have a beer in front of me I guess she was worried for my well being. Sheesh. I appreciated how the others respected how I felt about alcohol. They didn't give me much crap about it. I took pride possibly being the only person in that whole place who didn't have one drop.

And there was a live band upstairs... but sadly they played country music.... bleh. But that place had a couple of saving graces....1: a pool table, and 2: a dart board. I enjoyed both. The place did make me smell like an ashtray, though. I was officially stank upon leaving the facility.

Now, on our way to go eat earlier in the evening, we passed by an older gentleman playing the guitar as a "street performer". He had the coin bucket and everything. So we went and ate, went by the theatre, went to the bar place, and approached the same spot where this "performer" was previously. But he wasn't there. His guitar and personal items were still there, but just not him. Instead, it was a much younger (my age) guy who picked up the guitar and started playing it. We asked him where the other guy was and the young man responded by saying, "I don't know WHERE he is! But I just stole his guitar!" So, he continued to play. He was pretty good, I might add. So we stayed there listening to him for a few minutes. We headed across the street to where the car was parked. And by this time the owner of the guitar returned. Instead of just grabbing the guitar back, he did the "I am not worthy! I am not worthy!" bowing towards the young man. It was totally the opposite reaction that I was expecting. Funny stuff though.

So, yes, I went to a bar for the first time. BUT DON'T WORRY! Church is tomorrow. AND I WILL BE THERE. I didn't sell my soul to the devil last night, just so you know. So, you need not worry about the accountability. But was I thrilled about going to such a place? Absolutely not. I would much rather have been somewhere else. I didn't say my wishes aloud, which I probably should have. But oh well. Once a sinner, always a sinner, right? Guilty.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Silent Algebra

On January 19, I'm going to see one of my favorite bands, Mute Math. They are playing in something referred to as Bricktown Live. My good friend and I are going to see it. We already have tickets and everything.

And talk about a good price for a ticket... $8. Yeah, $8 for a concert ticket! Amazing. Can't wait.

In other news...

You know what? I don't care. You people can comment away. I'm not changing what I put on here. If you think I'm the devil reincarnate with a blog, then that's your problem. I'm not losing any sleep over this biz. So, ... comment away! But if you have a problem with me just email me and if it's possible, leave me an email where I can respond back. I know that may be too much to ask but that's my suggestion.

Hey! Guess what? A new episode of Lost comes on in less than a week! Woohoo!!! The only thing is that I have class on Wednesday's this spring. But I have recorded them so far this season because I haven't been able to watch the show due to church (Yes, I do go to church). Plus, it's a 2 hour chunk of Lost. Sweeeeet!

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

New year, new comments, new crap

I don't know if it was meant as a joke or not, but I received a comment on my last post that was fairly humorous. Then again it could have been a very weak attempt to "put me down". I don't know. Here is the aforementioned comment:

Anonymous said...
well i have noticed that you do need some church in your life. cause you sure aren't putting out a good representation of yourself. come'on kent you know that your better than that. vanoss 2002
Wed Jan 04, 09:33:49 AM 2006

Whenever YOU (any anonymous "person") comes on here under the blanket of anonymity, just know that I know your I.P. address... just so you know.

I think I've mentioned this before, but, WHY DO YOU NOT PUT YOUR NAME WHEN YOU COMMENT? I hate that to no end. The anonymous posting is about to make its exit yet again. But that would hurt when people like my sister or muffin wants to comment. Shall they suffer because of your ignorance? Wait... suffer may not be the best word to use. Cause I'm sure they'll lose sleep because they can't comment on my little blog (obviously I'm joking).

You know it's easy to say whatever you want as long as nobody knows who you are. Be a man about it at least.

So, I'm curious as to what made you make such a comment. Are you a Texas fan and is upset because I said I hate them? Are you upset that I picked USC to win the game? Well, deal with it.

Are you mad that I put a Batman mask on? Well, if putting a Batman mask on means that I need some church then I'm guilty.

Now I can't deny that I (just like everybody else) need church. And what kind of representation am I putting on? Tell me, oh master of the universe. Tell me. Reveal to me my sins, one-who-is-without-flaw.

Until next time I offend someone, vaya con Dios.

(edit) I do not approve of Texas University doing well in sports

Guess what? I got pants.

That's right. Yesterday I bought an assortment of pantalones. All were on sale so that's good. Listen to me, I sound like a teenage girl. Not that there is anything wrong with that...

The Rose Bowl is coming up tomorrow. USC vs. Texas. Now, being from Oklahoma, everything within me wants Texas to get blown out. If possible, I hope they get negative points. I hate Texas. Hate 'em. Now I don't necassarily care for So Cal but I look at who they are playing and now I'm a Trojan (insert jokes here). A lot of people are worried that USC will break the 47 game win streak record that OU had in the 50's. But USC will have to go undefeated next year just to tie it. But I doubt that will happen considering Reggie Bush and Lienart will not be there among other players.

So here' my prediction for the score of the game: USC - 38, Texas 24. (edit) I do not like you Texas.

I'm giving up on a recent endeavor I started not too long ago. It was a long shot. So I'm just saving myself the inevitable sorrow and disappointment. So, here's to what might have been...

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

A salad resolution

Well, it's a new year. What a great way to start the new year off by going to church. I really think I'm going to join pretty soon. So, I'm kinda excited about that.

What? New Years Resolution? I usually don't do those because they are pretty worthless. But I will try to make myself live a healthier lifestyle. Today I went with Bryan and Whitney to Bandana's. And if anybody that knows me well knows that I usually order the Bowtie Chicken Pasta. Delicious. But today I went a different route. I got the chicken salad. It was pretty big. But it wasn't the "big salad" (Seinfeld reference). I say it's healthy because it had mushrooms and green stuff (let's call it "salad"). But of course I drenched it in ranch dressing. Oh well. You gotta start somewhere. But I think I had too much. Before church I had a sausage biscuit. My stomach is turning into a Plato Fun Factory as I type. Basketball later may not be pleasant....

Upon request (my own), here is some pictures from my WalMart trip.... enjoy.

I hope the secret identy of Batman isn't revealed.....

But it's nice that two unseamingly unrelated characters can become friends for only a brief moment.



This is just us testing out the bicycle tires out before we "purchase".... the store employees didn't believe us for some reason...





Party boy at Ground zero. I took this picture and promptly threw up soon thereafter.







I guess that's enough fun for now. More later.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.