Court and me were blessed by the Bowling Skillz today. We both beat our records. Behold! A new high of 189! I miss bowling. I wish we would go more like we used to. But soon to come- tennis outings. I can't wait til the weather cooperates and lacrosse isn't taking over my life. I'm taking Noob on. Speaking of lacrosse, we're going to be state champions I think. We've won all our games so far. Just kidding. But we are better than last year. And I'm having a good time with it- win or lose. --- I must talk about my yesterday, because it 'twas a good yesterday. Oh please, forgive me. heh. Sir Roberto and I went to see Sin City. I remember Bob used to mention it, so I was determined to see if it would live up to all his talk. And it sure did. 2 hours and 25 minutes of greatness. That movie was beyond words. All i can do is suggest everyone sees it... as soon as freaking possible. I came home to an insane dinner of my father's shiskabob with my phsycotic family. There was an unnecessary (but very entertaining) argument over a piece of chocolate. Needless to say, all hell broke loose. All the while, my grandma was saying something along the lines of 'Shit ass. Oh Jesus God.' Dad made us all look at this new ladder he bought for a ridiculous price that I will not mention. He was all excited about his new toy. We all had to climb it, and it was an obligation to make a remark about how 'cool' it was. Meanwhile, I couldn't tell you what a 'cool ladder' is like. Yes, my family is a 10 on the scale of crazy. The Hales came over. They were forced to gawk at the ladder too. Hah. Then, Rache and me went with them to the Wailers concert- Bob Marley's old reggae group. It was really an experience. It warped me a few generations back. Mr Smalls Theatre turned into a carribean island in summer. We were surrounded by hippies in clouds of smoke. People with dreadlocks were dancing spiritually to every beat played. It was a really sweet atmosphere. We had no choice but to let myself become part of the chaos. As insane as we appeared, we just let loose, got into the music, and danced for the near 3 hour long concert. I loved it. A lot. Unfortunately, good things like reggae concerts must come to an end and we must return to the cold weather and even worse---school the next morning! --- http://www.astro.wisc.edu/~mukluk/pin.html Do me a favor and check that out. Liz and me are going to try this because it is incredibly amazing. Cameras made of oatmeal boxes! We've got permission to use the school's dark room. Go Mr. Jones.