Here's something funny that happened a few days ago:

Timmy: knocks on my door.

Me: "Hey, you gonna try to slice me? huh?"

Timmy: mumbles something, walks off.

Me: comes out of room and walks back towards stairs saying "Hey, you tryin' to slice me? You try to slice me an' I'll whoop ya! I'll whoop ya!"

Me: finds Timmy standing on the stairs in his underwear with his hand down them scratching his butt.

Me: "Timmy, put some pants on!"

Timmy: "No! I'm eating breakfast!"

On Saturday, 2002.07.20, I layed on the downstairs couch all day and slept. This was after doing nothing but playing mario and working on TOGoScode and drinking coolaid for a few days. I still feel tired, so I'm not sure what's going on. But anyway, I had some interesting dreams.

I made a song with my tracker in which I sang and changed the pitch and it sounded nice. There was a bunch of weird text data appended to the XM file and people (including me) didn't know what to do with it.

My beard was getting really huge, and looked pretty bad. I was considering shaving it off. But I just trimmed it, instead.

I bought a farm. They had to alternate the generation of the farmers down the row of farms because otherwise they'd kill their neighbors. Some nasty people were harassing me from across my neighbor to the north's farm, and I had to shoot at them with my pistol to get them to leave me alone. My neighbor to the north had a horse who was dying and Brenda had to have everything just so as he died.

I had a big plant growing in my window. It had big thick leaves like a fig tree, except they were big. And big bunches of grapes grew from it.

We were going sledding in Tenassee or Virginia or something. There was a sledding trail that we went on that took us down to Georgia. When we got near Atlanta there was a dead guy who had been a friend of ours.

George bush was sick (just like everyone else). He was related to us somehow and I shook his hand. He was my mom's brother in law or some dumb thing. While we were goint to see him we were walking through some building and we didn't want to take the elevators.

One of the Huemmers couldn't use his hand very well, and had to have people help him. His brother was showing me how to do that. We were staying in this old church and we had some computers running and we had hooked it up to a cable modem and it was a lot of fun. There was pink grass growing up through the floor. I think it was pink only because someone painted it. I said "this has been the most exciting year ever!".