Woops

So I completely forgot to explain the picture with my lat post. It's a stop smoking sign that I saw in a local high school. I thought it is funny, that should be the age where you're ready to start smoking, not already have finished.

Ah, bovine growth hormone. :)

Woops

So it appears that I have been quite remiss in my blogging duties; is anyone really surprised?

Well now I have the time. I'm sitting at the airport, waiting for a flight that was just delayed 1.25 hours.

How's life? Things are hectic as always here. The Academy is progressing nicely. We are rapidly (next week, I believe) approaching the half-way point. What started as 39 recruits is only down to 38 (though I believe one or two weed-outs are inevitable.) However, I am currently still on track to graduate on April 10th, and hit the means streets of FFX on the 11th.

Anyway, I hope that everyone has a ahappy holiday. Look for some form of get together at the Ferreira-Gotwals residence after the season or cheer has passed.

Breaking and Entering

So tonight I got to experience something brand new! When Joelle and I left for dinner tonight with her friend Diana we realized, immediately after it closed, that we had just locked ourselves out.

Unfortunately, the spare key that I keep hidden outside was not outside because Joelle's key was bent the other night.

Did panic ensue? Hell no! Luckily I had some booze in me (trend, anyone?) and I was calm as a cuke. I scaled my truck, banged my nuts on the railing, and tried the door on my balcony. Locked. Damn (and my balls hurt.)

I then went around to the back yard to see if I could pick the lock to the slider. Not happeneing. So what did I do?

Well, my aching balls and I broke down the door between the house and the garage. It took several hits with my shoulder, but I let myself back in.

And what was the first thing I did upon gaining entry? I put the outside key back in its hiding spot.

Now I'm off to dinner and possibly to ice my balls.

Oh, and because i'm not sure that I .mentioned it enough, balls.

And I get pepper sprayed tomorrow (hooray!).