The Color Blue

So there I was minding my own business, when out of the blue came this rogue thought. There are times in life when a person looks back at where they are and what theyve done, and a thought comes to mind; Am I proud of who I am. I spect Id say maybe. Im definitely proud of who I am and most of what Ive done, but not necessarily where I stand. I mean come on people im a ripe 26 and have gotten approximatly half a mile outside of nowhere. Its time to get things back in line and get back into school and make myself a respectable member of society again. This definitely means spooning up an ample serving of delicious fishing.

Just as a side note the color blue really doesnt have anything to do with anything. Every now and then I just like to throw out a random color as I cut someone off in mid sentence, for the answer to a question, or sometimes for no apparent reason at all. Its just fun. Peace out kids.

Jolene Made Me Do It

So there I was minding my own business, when out of the blue came this rogue attack from my sister. She forced me to start a blog; well actually she didnt but it sounds fun and she did show me where to get one started.

As this is my first entry in my first blog I thought I would start with something of the most funnerest nature, a healthy, and most tasteful, joke. What’s known as the UFC, or Ultimate Fighting Championship, doesn’t use its full name, which happens to be “Ultimate Fighting Championship, Non-Chuck-Norris-Division”. I like that very real life semi-joke. I say semi-joke because it is funny in a joking way, but mark my words --IT IS NO JOKE--

On a lighter note today was super beach day with the Johnsons. It was a good time. Charlie didnt come, hes afraid of the boys and the stores are afraid of him. It all worked out in the end, he patrolled his beat in the new backyard. Just Charlie with his flack jacket and tazer. Hes tough dont worry 'bout it, its pretty cool.