Situations at my residence have not been conducive to a good blog. In other words, I've been too busy doin' stuff to check in here. For the past two weeks my gramma has been visiting from Michigan. During the first week our plumbing was in disarray. Apparently, the drain that leads from the house to the sewer broke somewhere out in the yard due to a massive tree root or something of that nature, so the water was just stopping where the pipe met the dirt and root and such, meaning that flushed water had nowhere to go but into the floor. After several attempts to fix the problem ourselves and days of pooping away from home, we realized we were not capable of repairing the damage. So now our back yard is divided by a semi-filled-back-in trench.

The upside to my time away is that our basketball team has now won three total games. If you'll recall, that's two more since the last post.

And now, thoughts of spontaneity.
Have you ever farted in a bathroom with a good echo? Last time I did it sounded almost musical. You really ought to try it. It's fun.