Several friends and I had a friend who was going to Amsterdam to visit some friends of his, whom he used to live near.

They loved Taco Bell faire, but Amsterdam did not have any Taco Bells, so he wanted to go steal some hot sauce, and purchase a little food before he was to leave, that next day.

We all decided to assist him. We took a break from our studying (we had lived in the dorms at that point, at OU), and went over there. We all went in, and one by one as he was ordering, we all took a handful of hot sauce. He grabbed a handful as well on his way out.

All told, we took a total of nearly 180 packets to give to his friend and his family.

A good friend and I had been driving around all weekend doing odd jobs with a medium-sized dumptruck he was able to get from his workplace.

A lady we had done work for over a period of time had offered to give him an extra shed, for him to keep some equipment of his in. So, around 12a that night we pulled up beside the house (which she had bought for her son), and backed-in to the backyard. This was funny, because the neighbor's nextdoor probbaly had no idea where the industrial warning-beeps were coming from so late at night.

We simply walked into the back, hoisted up the six-by-eight-by-six shed, and slid it into the bad of the truck, and closed off the back with a couple bungee cords.

We started driving the twenty miles back (we had to go the opposite direction for some other stuff first), and we eventually arrived back to his home. He stepped out of the truck to open his gate, so we could back-in the rest of the way.

A minute later he gets back in, and doesn't back-up, but . . . Read More..

There was a truck a friend was planning on purchasing from a coworker. This truck was not only longer than the typical truck, but was of an industrial nature with a verg powerful engine, and had a large flat surface in the back-- thusly accomodating piles of mulch, etc...

We took the truck out for a test-drive. Now, on this particular day, it had been raining very heavily, and was causing flooding on Lapeer (this was near Bald Mountain). We had spotted one rather large puddle in the . . . Read More..

My friend Dania convinced me and her boyfriend and her sister to go see Michael Flattleys Lord of the Dance. I love the riverdance song and I really wanted to hear it live or whatever and the tickets were cheap so I decided to go. I wasnt impressed at all with the show. Mostly Dave (her boyfriend and I) made fun of it and tried to see just how bad the flutists were panamiming.

The funny part of the night was when everyone was trying to exit the parking lot. Not having anything to drink (I am just a weirdo like this). I ran up in front of numerous cars and stopped them dead in their tracks doing the type of Irish Jigging that was going on in the dance show. All of my friends couldnt believe their eyes at how freaking funny this was. The people in the cars rooted me on. I mean I wouldnt have done this had the parking lot not been jam packed. I love being random and doing weird things.

Once I went a date with someone named Shannon. I told myself that I was going to be more bold than in previous dates. So, on the way into the movie theatre, I grabbed her hand.

I could tell that she didn't like it because she suggested instead that I give her a piggy back ride. So I did. Awkward.

Nothing ever came of that date. Thank God :)