Last night was an excellent evening. In addition to completing yet ANOTHER 5.11 on the rock walls, I created a Crockpot chicken masterpiece. And with the help of Mark, our dinner was well rounded and filling with sides of veggies and rice.

As we were all filing up stairs into our respective sleeping chambers we exchanged in the following conversation.

Jesse: hey mark, do you mind if I use the bathroom?
Mark: nope. i’m all set.
Jesse: Mike, do you need the bathroom?
mike d: you can go first.
Jesse: YES! TAKE THAT MIKE D! TAKE THAT!
::begins jumping wildly::
Mark and I go into our bedrooms. I call Jill.

Jesse runs into my bedroom whipping a towel around his head.
Jesse: I RULE! I RULE!
Jesse disappears.

Jesse reappears dancing provocatively with his towel
Jesse: I AM AWESOME! I AM AWESO– oh man. I just farted on my towel.
Jesse leaves dejectedly.

And thus ends another evening at the House of Rock.