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Okay, and here’s a blog stolen from some vegan website. I was amused.
“My skin is crawling. The largest purpose-built livestock ship in the world is loading up. This boat can carry 25,000 cows. There’s a picture. Why are they putting 25,000 live cows on a boat? So they can take them from Australia to Egypt, where they will be ritually slaughtered. If we continue to make big boats like this it can only lead to an accident where tens of thousands of cows end up forming a society on a deserted island, building radios and grenade launchers out of coconuts, refining their kung-fu (I have no idea what that link’s about), and then wham, it’s all over for humanity. Just something to keep in mind if you’re thinking about ordering up a burger anytime soon.”

Today you get a story.
When I was in eighth or ninth grade, I was on a weekend camporee with my Boy Scout troop at Camp Bonner. There were essentially two groups in our troop, the one I was in, and the guys that were a couple years older and had been in the troop a while longer. Generally the older guys enjoyed making life difficult for the younger scouts. Back to my story.
On this particular night the younger scouts had been asked to prepare a skit for the campfire meeting that night. I remembered a skit I had done before, involving a burger with a hair in it and a messy restaurant scene. I went over it with the other guys, and they approved, so we set off to get the necessary props. Since we had had hamburgers for supper, there were plenty of buns around, but we had finished off all the meat. “Well here,” said I, “is a greasy paper towel, which when properly folded will look sufficiently like a hamburger in the dark.” So half an hour before the meeting, I’m standing around, holding a greasy paper towel in a hamburger bun. Just minding my business and rocking slowly back and forth by the fire, Patrick, one of the older scouts, takes notice of me.
“What’s that?” he snaps.
“Well, it’s…ah…it’s a hamburger,” I stutter as he has caught me off guard.
“No it’s not, that’s a turkey sandwich, give it to me.” Not waiting for my compliance or my argument, Patrick grabbed the bun I held and took a good sized bite out of it. He took a pretty big chunk out of that paper towel before he realized that it was not turkey at all.
I was amused.

Remind me not to eat Fruity Pebbles before practice again.

And perhaps you’ve noticed that my Costa Rica pictures are suddenly non-existant. Well, that’s because my server space is too. If anybody wants to get me a birthday present, I could use my own domain and host. Pretty please?

Hey. So for anybody who’s interested in my life, I’m in the new apartment. That’s cool. And I don’t have internet access there yet, and that’s okay. But it means I don’t blog a lot. I did blog once last week, but the webmonster ate it. I think that’s all for now.

I think I’m starting to like moving.
Wait, no.
But I’m getting better at it. As of this Sept 27, I no longer live here. I will be moving on to Trinity Park this week. Just to have something to occupy my time, I guess. If you want to send me a little house warming gift… pies, fruits, casseroles, well, any food or any world currency would be greatly appreciated. 5305K Thicket Hill Lane.

I’d just like to take this opportunity to say
GO PACK!!!

Holy Tropics Batman!!!!
After more than four years of searching, I found REAL PASSION FRUIT JUICE!! They have it canned at Food Lion of all places. I love you, Food Lion.
I’m in ecstacy.

Ahh…It’s finally the weekend.
I had a couple of busy days there. I started work at Lifeway on Wednesday and worked all afternoon Wednesday and Thursday. I love my job. My co-workers are so great, and I get to be friendly all day! Being friendly is so much fun. 😀 I can’t believe I just put in an emoticon.
So the job is great. I even get a nametag.

Remind me not to complain anymore about crew practice being too easy. Today wasn’t bad. We ran about two miles and then spent the rest of the practice working out on Riddick Stadium. I’d never noticed before that the steps get larger as you get closer to the top.
I’m still hurting from yesterday, though. After spending 40 minutes doing squat-hops across a basketball court, my legs were burning. Then we ran for 10 minutes, with some pushups thrown in for fun, and then the 10 minute ab workout. I nearly cried.
All in all, I had a good time. It feels good to have a little soreness in my muscles. Doesn’t mean I like squat-hops, though.

Wet bricks. NC State in the rain.
I love the rain, don’t get me wrong. I still refuse to buy an umbrella. But on account of the rain, I was running a little late for my 8:05 and nearly rolled into the free expression tunnel as the top step proved to be slicker than deer guts on a door knob. Luckily, with jaguar-like reflexes and a girlish scream, I caught myself and splashed on to class.
Anticlimactic? Sorry if this isn’t “American Idol.”