REMINDER: MSPaint drawings due today at noon EST!
This morning I had a surge of ambition. I’m not sure where it came from, but I think it has something to do with Hacky sack.
Last night was really strange. Jesse and I checked out another house in our quest to own all of Connecticut. This prize was a boxy 2000 sq footer with two units. Everything was looking great until we entered the basement.
The basement was only about five feet tall. So we crouched our way into its depths. It had a half brick half dirt floor and was in moderate disrepair. There was only one light in the corner, so we used Jesse’s keychain flashlight to find our way around. In the center of the basement there was a well. ?. That’s right. There’s a well in the basement. 10-15 feet deep with water at the bottom. Little cobble stones around it in a circle… it’s got everything except the bucket on a rope. My first reaction was: “AWESOME! A WELL! If we buy a Brita we’ll have free water forever!! Do you hear me? FREE WATER.” but Jesse didn’t hear me. he was far more concerned with liability and Baby Jessica incidents.
Afterwards we hit up a bar in Middletown, I fired through kung fu and then returned to the House of Rock for guitar and social events, including an attempt with Jesse to beat Kurt and my record at back and forth hacky sack foot stalls.
Jesse and I got 13, I think Kurt and I had topped out at either 9 or 11.
It is that monster accomplishment, accompanied with the perfect sleeping weather, that I believe is responsbile for my ambition this morning.