I'm only writing in this because Teresa told me too...I actually don't have a lot of time to do this, so bare with me. It's been a long time since I've been around, so let me see if I can make some sort of a summary. I like cake. Oh, yeah, I guess that wasn't much of a summary. Perhaps a bit too simple? I could use some more words... I don't mind eating cake. Huh? The words should be pertaining to other subjects? Like what I actually did... Okay. But there's a bit to much to write there, so I'll just write about what could have happened. Well, as soon as I was finished writing the last entry, I was ambushed by about 100 ninjas. They all had some cool weapon...and of coarse, I didn't have anything. (I usually don't dress ready for combat when I sit down at the computer considering the most dangerous threats there are viruses and pop-ups...and I don't mean to brag, but I'm pretty fast with a mouse, and I don't open up suspicous emails.) Tell me if you agree with this one, if you're being persued by 100 ninjas and you're unarmed, do you stay and fight, or run for your life? Obviously I did the later. A whole bunch of strange circumstances landed me on an airplane headed for South Africa. At least the ninjas were out of my hair! Literally...they turned out to be hair designers! All 100 of them! I've never had my hair so many different colors...finally they just settled with a cut, and that explains why my hair is much shorter now. (I'd like to see you argue with 100 ninja-like hair designers!) In South Africa...I not only ended up saving the country...but I also managed to get married to about 17 women without even realizing it! (They have really weird marriage ceremonies there...) And appearently since they were more important (cheifs daughters) than I was...I took on all of their last names... I'm not even going to try to spell it out here... After I explained the misunderstanding...they sort of chased me out of the country...and I ended up in Europe. Fun place...if you don't mind having fresh vegitables thrown at you. It's better than rotten vegetibles if the smell bothers you...but it's a lot harder...so I got a lot of bruises. (It was throw fresh vegitables at travelers day) Eventually I ended up riding on a cabage across the ocean until I ended up in New York. It was really cold out side...and I was wet! I sort of froze to one of the buildings...it's a good thing nobody noticed I was there...otherwise...who knows what would have happened to all of the wedding rings I was wearing. Eventually I sold them at a pon shop and got bus tickets back to Ohio...and here I am! Fun month, eh? (And don't tell Teresa I got married to several other women...she doesn't know.) Well...that's what could have happened...until next time. JoeBobSmith is your leader! Well...that was a long entry. Seth |