Rain: The Soaking Sequel.

In the past two days it has rained a lot!!! Almost as if in the weeks previous, where no rain had fallen, the sky had be saving and saving and saving waiting for these days to unleash it's fury.

In the fall of 2010, my first semester of college, I went to class on a cloudy Thursday armed with my umbrella, ready for some rain. I sat through my very foreign TA try to clearly explain some math problems took a quiz and left for to return to my dorm. For those of you familiar with Michigan State University, my walk was from Berkey Hall to Bailey Hall, about 20-25 minutes. It was pouring outside, it was like someone had broke a dam and all its water was rushing out on to any soul trapped outside, but I had my umbrella...I was ready to take on this rain and make it back dry. Not 5 minutes later it was apparent that it would be impossible. Mind you I stayed under my umbrella the entire way. When I finally made it back, everything was soaked; my shoes, socks, bag, shirt, jacket, and somehow my head had gotten wet. I didn't think a night like that could ever occur again.

Tonight was that night. I became thoroughly soaked in the mere 10 seconds, I was in this rain... 10 SECONDS!!! Seriously, where does it all come from???? Sometime before 12:18am, yes that time is correct because that is the time Captain America was interrupted by a power outage, but don't worry it came back on and we finished the movie, and is still going on now 2 hours later.....

Rain Sucks.

Time Capsule

So starts a tale from the past. A true story of a frog in captivity. apparently I caught a frog and some ants and I wrote it down. I found this document and am sharing it with yall unedited...this was sometime ago, so nobody go tellin PETA on me.

Day 1

I put to much water in and killed the frog and ants

Day 2

I can't find the 2 ants they etheir dug under or the frog at them. The weed as been chewed on. The frog is verey Jumpy

Day 2  3

The Frog might have at one of the ants.

The lightghning bugs have not been eaten. [this has a note: Dosen't mean anything]

Day 3 4

The frog ate one lightng bug and the ant

Day    4   5

The frog ate 2 more lighting bugs. The lighting Bugs ate some of the weed.

 

Day 6

The frog ate two lighting bugs. the two weeds are dying.

Day 7

The frog lived and so did one lighting bug. both weeds died. 

The following took place on July 9th, 2011 at the Kellogg Center on Michigan State's Campus:

I work as a banquet server and this night we were doing a wedding reception for a couple in the military (completely irrelevant other than the sick helicopter ice sculpture) It started normal, open bar, people eating snack food, wedding party came in and then the things got the married couple danced for the first time..strange part number 1.

Part 2.... public service announcement from the brother..."Hey, my dad just wanted everyone to know there will be pizza around 1030...so don't dip out too soon to go check out lil. bro.... so talk amongst yourselves" lil bro: term created for MSU by UofM running back Mike Hart.

Part 3... about ten minutes has elapsed since the brother spoke...the best mans speech was nice and thoughtful...but it ended in O  H....with the head table, for the most part, responding I O.... which for those less informed individuals spells OHIO...if you are still lost that is a chant that people who attend The Ohio State University say...so far wedding party is 0 for 2 on getting the correct saying for the campus they are at.

Now everybody got that for entertainment...at my table an elderly gentleman, kind jokin when he said it, asked for a doggie bag... and I said "If you would like I could go check for you..." I just barley finished that sentence his wife immediately said NOOOOO. NO. His wife says no.

Good times at the logg

Uncle Don's Day Camp

Family is important in my life. There the one constant throughout all this chaos filled life. Most of my dad's family lives 2 hours and my mom's 1 hour away. My dad's side has more younger children then my mom's.

This past weekend a new term was coined on my dad's side of the family. Our house will now be know as Uncle Don's Day Camp. Every time they come up my dad always has stuff to do for them. Mostly its going to see the cows across the road, playing with the dog, and riding the go-cart(boy do they love that thing). This time however, they got to go fishing, paddle boating, and they all shot a bow and arrow for the first time, along with all that other stuff.

Living out in the country my whole life, I've done these things, a lot, and some of them have lost there "magic." For the kids, its like going to Disney. It takes ya back to the good ole days of just being a kid.