one time i was walking through
the woods. it
was a beautiful day and we decided to go have a picnic. well, someone
decided, and i somehow got invited. i was driving to a place called
rocky springs on the natchez trace. i didn't know where rocky springs
was, but i've driven on the trace my whole life, so i figured i would
drive down the trace until i saw it. well it turns out i was headed
to the north when i should have been going south. about 15 minutes
deep into the trip, a local who happened to be riding with me decided to
finally let me know my error. feeling quite sheepish, embarrassed
even, about my foolish mistake, i proceeded to have feelings of anger toward
everyone involved, but i hid those feelings so well that no one knew it.
by about 2:00 we (the four or five in the car (including the one that let
me go the wrong way)) made it to the mythstical (that's "mystical"
with a lisp) land called rocky springs. i cannot express the joy
we felt when we arrived, since we were starting to believe there was no
such place. we were all hungry and soon joined the group that
had been there long before us. i opened my styrofoam box that held
my cafeteria picnic and grabbed my warm peanutbutterandjellysandwich.
i took a whiff and quickly put it back down. i can't talk any more
about that peanutbutterandjellysandwich; it's just too traumatic.
so i ate my chips and chocolate cake in quiet misery, because i ran out
of Hi-C fruit punch much earlier in this trip. everyone
suddenly finished and we set out on a pilgrimage through the forest.
it was fun. we jumped
skipped and played, basking in the joy of nature. we felt like mythological
creatures lurking through the wood looking for mischief. well, i
did. i think some of the others just got hot and sweaty.
later we drove to a church and found out there used to be a big town right
beside it, but it got lost. we tried to find it, but it really was
lost. Neal found a vine to swing on and almost killed himself.
That's all i remember about that day. <top>
here at college we like to eat
outside
when the weather permits. now normally i wouldn't even bother talking
about something as mundane as eating outside, but several people have asked
me to explain the apparition in a certain
picture.
well, i can't explain it. you'll have to figure it out on your own.
there is other evidence but
it is only more perplexing. I can only say that i experienced no
tingling or burning sensation at the time these pictures were taken.
at least none that are unusual to such situations (eating
cafeteria food, sitting next to carrie, etc.)
so draw your own conclusion. it doesn't bother me. <top>
i don't know if this deserves
a
spot on the 'life and times', but here it is. once upon a time four
knuckle
heads found themselves at GBA on the beautiful mississippi gulf coast.
having come upon a breezeway/balcony with the largest supply of wooden
rocking chairs they have ever seen, they decided to line some of the chairs
up to form a 'rocking train'. thisidea
led to quite a few moments of delight for those involved and
a
fewseconds of dismay for those who happened to walk upon
the
scene unawares. for one brief moment one of the rockers
believed that they had discovered perpetual motion, but he
was then informed that that was just the guy behind him pushing
on his chair. after the joy of the moment passed and
the guy at the back got tired of doing allthe work, the train
was dismembered. shortly thereafter two of them decided
to stack the chairs neatly in front of the stairway not even considering
the possible fire hazard that imposed. <top>
i just thought i would let
people
know that ioncewent to
indianapolis, indiana
on a spring break
mission trip withsome
people.
paul was there. he can tell you. he was quite the lady's man,
if i can ever find
that picture that's floating around i'll
prove that sometimes paul likes to dress up in used women's clothing--if
anyone has that picture (i know somebody does) or knows about it please
send it to me... <top>
here at college they have dances
for all kinds of things. i was honored to attend one with
nikki. while there some people kept making fun of our cloths
and my teeth. we didn't let it bother us because there were a bunch
of other folks that looked a lot worse than us. the dance was in
a large barn so i figure we were the most appropriately dressed for the
occasion. this was one of them ST FUNCTIONS (only
folks from my college understand this terminology)
. <top>