wow, so i see that sit did a few touchups. lame advertisements....i see they need more money? and now they have made my music selections links to amazon.com. interesting..... i dont think anyone did, or ever will for that matter, actually write a song called air conditioner....in spanish....lol maybe if i say something random, it will be a cool link, who knows. if anyone ever writes a song about pork mouses, they are really Fucked up....unless of course its a cool funny song. oh nevermind. the point is.....i just got back from band camp wooot. its my third year now. i finally feel in place, if you will. im head squad leader for the trumpet section. we have 20 peeps in our section; we had the same amount last year, but i know for sure this year we are going to be louder than the damn Baritones, since there are only uhh, 7 of them. yeah and James is gone so it wont be as loud, man i miss him. so....no i dont have any fun band camp stories this year. no, this year was far different. its indescribable, you have to experiance the Family relationship of Marching Band first hand in order to understand. nothing else compares. sometimes i feel like they understand more than my biological parents. its......just the greatest time ever. but i will mention a few things from previous years. well, Russ(he was a senior my freshman year) loved to make us "drop and celebrate," aka push Arizona, kiss the grass...etc. but d and c is the best. now that im squad leader, i like to do the same, and remember him that way. in case you idiots dont know what i just said. those are fancy phrases for doing pushups. and if you dont know what a pushup is you live under a fucking rock. wow im on a swearing spree, and alliteration is also apparent, haha. im fucked up. it must be the band camp rush. my ears still hurt from the altitude. but back to the stories n such. umm, we also have another thing, started a few odd five or six years ago. or two before my time, maybe earlier i cant remember. all i know is i now continue the tradition started o so long ago by a trumpet god. yes, ive met him twice, but not enough for him to remember me each time. thats ok i dont expect either of us to talk to each other. anywho.....he coined a phrase i hold dearly, along with many other mottos.... "trumpet Love" yeah, it basically means trumpets are awesome, and we are an even stronger family of trumpets within the band itself. its not twisted shit like trumpets....ugh nevermind im not even going there. so yeah im continue...ing that....the tradtion, i lost my train of thought, maybe ill add more later. anyway, band camp was cool.