Well today is 4:20, its a national holiday for some, and just another day for most. I of course celebrated it in full grand fashion. As I sat back with my friends and realized that I had my silly little perma-grin going, I began to laugh. I was thinking, it has been a really hard week for me, but extremely life changing for some. How can someone, wake up and decide to flip out and began to take another persons life. The Virginia Tech massacre is such a sad reality of how people that I even know, don't take life serious enough to destroy someone elses. It is very sad. I would sad indeed.
Well, I miss my friends that came down to visit me. Here is a little break down of who did what, who did who, and all that juicy jazz gossip. Thirsty Thursday was a huge success, which entangled 15 people, playing drinking games in my apt. Friday morning we enjoyed a nice massage, and then went into Dallas to check out the scene, downtown, west end, where they filmed Dallas from the 80's, we shot 9mm baby squirrels(which are guns, no we didnt shoot squirrels) at a shooting range.
Saturday was spent in Ft. Worth, meeting my girl Karla at the zoo, checking out the art scene, the cattle drive at Historic Stockyards, and then off to Sundance Square for a surprise concert with Trace Atkins and of course lots of beer, laughs, and the downtown water falls that just reopened. The concert was the main surprise, along with Ryan trying to be young again, and doing a complete face plant after jumping off a high ledge, oh to be young again??
Sunday, we woke up and went to church, then we dropped off Kimmie and Jeff at the airport. Cheryl, Ryan, and I went to the blue mesa Addison for an awesome free Sunday brunch and then off to the Texas Motor Speedway to check out all the rednecks tailgating. Monday morning was not too hard waking up from $2.00 Texas beers at one of my favorite bars the Flying Saucer. I ran them to the airport and then I was off to work. It was an awesome time, and I was able to meet Cheryl's boytoy Ryan, which I think will fit in just fine in the group that has more drama for their momma's. Peace, I m out.
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