“If I had a hammer…

…I’d hammer out danger, I’d hammer out a warning, I’d hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters, All over this land…”

“If I had a hammer” –Peter, Paul and Mary.

My Glorious, my fellow comrades in the deviant and sly art of blogging… I would like to extend to you a belayed, happy Turkey day. First though, I would like to say this though THIS HOLIDAY CELBRATES THE RAPING OF THE NATIVE AMERICAN LAND, CULTURE AND WAY OF LIFE. That being said, I like this holiday because,

One: I like to get the day off.

Two: I like to eat.

Three: I like football.

Anywho, I went down to Rachael’s house over this last week and it was gloriously, glorious to say the least. I will only highlight events that happened because frankly,

One: I don’t feel like typing out my entire week.

Two: My memory sucks.

Three: Only Jason (Webmaster and Blogging deity) reads through my long, boring details of my trivial life.

• Alrighty then, here is a list of the fun, slightly comical, memorable moments of my week (of the things I can remember, cut me some slack. Geez, pushy, bastards.)I arrived a day early and surprised Rachael, she tried calling me about eight times that night (while I was on my way there) to tell me not to drive on the next morning because the roads would be bad. Me sooo sneaky.
• I helped Tim (Rachael’s father) look over a (NOT BUS) bus, to purchase it.
  
  Tim and I took the bus home the next night. (I meant to say NOT bus, bus.)
  
  I hate to keep on talking about this bloody bus but, it had a sign in it that said “Polka Magic”. Oh yes, it’s NOT a bus, bus.
• Rachael and I had a lovely day and night every day and night.
  
  I got Rachael to watch: The Royal Tenenbaums, Bottle Rocket and finally Reefer Madness. (I don’t think she enjoyed Reefer Madness as much as I did.)
• Rachael made a delicious Thanksgiving meal (I ate a lot of it, it was good.)
• I whooped Rachael’s ass at Monopoly (I WON A BOARD GAME) mark it down on your calendar: November 25, 2004. I WHOOPED Rachael’s ass at a board game.
• Quentin and I played everyday and had a glorious time.
• John and Bekah and I went to go see “The Polar Express” then went to a parade, froze our glories off and went to Pastor Pete’s house for a bonfire. Glory!
• Quentin kept Rachael and me up till 4:00am on Sunday. I need to say no more.
• I slept in on Monday.
• Smooched Rach goodbye and drove here and made this Blogg post.
• I don’t know why I decided to make bullets; I’ll probably never do it again because,
  
  A: I think its retarded.
  
  B: It is retarded.
• Goodnight.