Me and Jana stumbled across this performance a couple of weeks ago. 

It's called Cowboy Karate. 

Get with the time's fool! 

The other day Jana showed me this interesting cemetary in Spanish Fork. No gravestones to be seen. 

This one seems happy that I've got the hook-up. 

Greyboy just loves to put inside-out mangos on his head and pretend that he's Bart Simpson. He's the coolest. 

A very happy birthday to my sister Kellie. I miss hanging out with you all the time since you moved to Seattle. I guess that it makes it that much better when I do see you though. Everybody that reads this please raise you drinks up for Kellie! Even if you don't know her and your only drinking Kool-aid. Trust me, she deserves it. 

Lately I've been practicing my disc throwing abilities at a nearby park. I guess that I feel like I should be able to control anything in the shape of a circle. I'm getting better but I still need alot of work. If you ever see a guy that looks like me, alone in a park, throwing a frisbee as hard as he can, be sure to honk your horn and give him the bird. 

Rock it! 

WTF? 

I want to have a painting of this picture hanging over my fireplace when I'm old. Me and Greyboy have noble expressions on our faces, as if we were in midieval times. Lucky for me, I also have a Prince Valliant hair-style going.

It's very important to have a night-light plugged in your bedroom to avoid potentially becoming scared. Being scared is for suckers.