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Well, here's the update... at 12:37 am. And though I know that a late update means nobody will ever read it, I'm up and have things to write, so here goes.
Today I went to Tom's. His mom didn't know about it, so when she came home I had to sneak out of his house wait until she was inside and then ring his doorbell.
We went to Mike's, then went up to Fulmar and played some Frisbee. I hit Tom in the nose and eye and Tom hit Mike in the balls. I walked away unscathed physically, but Tom almost warped my frisbee so that was emotionally damaging - it was the awesome light-up one.
...Don't worry, Tom. My dad and I recovered it.
Well, Tom succeeded to amaze me again. We were walking up the hill between his house and Mike's and I say "Tom, walking up hill is good for your butt" in which case, Tom responded, "Duh. That's why my butt's so tight." I told him I'd putt that in my profile, but I don't really want people thinking I like talking about Tom's butt.
Anyway, we decided to get food - Bucci's Deli food in fact. So, we go on the bike trail; Tom and Mike with their bikes and me with Mike's brother's scooter. Somebody shoot me. We found ourselves trading methods of transportation the entire time, just to discover that Bucci's is closed. Tom was pissed, so we went to Nino's for pizza and Mr. A's for ice-cream. Then I left.
My dad wanted to get a good driving lesson in, so we went to the Kohl's (shut up Tom) parking lot in Brewster. We figured it'd be empty since it was after 6:00 pm, but it wasn't. We drove anyway. I'm pretty good, but learning to drive with a stick-shift is hard, but I'm slowly getting the hang of it. Pretty soon I'll be on the road in my piece of shit Ford Escort.... ugh.
And then I came home and watched this awesome movie about the Volcano that is Yellowstone National Park. Basically the entire park is the mouth of a giant volcano: the biggest in the world, in fact. So far it has errupted 3 times in the course of 2.1 billion years, and now it's 40,000 years over-due. The blast of this volcano would cover 3/4 of the entire Continental United States in Volcanic Ash, which can blind you if it gets in your eyes, or if inhaled can mix with the liquid in your lungs and for a cement that kills you. Scary shit right there. It was a good movie though. And it's all true - it will happen. But hopefully not in our lifetime. And yes, the blast would reach us all the way in mahopac - we're talking 5 centimeters of volcanic ash. Just something to think about. Don't be freaked out or anything - we'll be warned if it's coming. But what they're calling it is a "Supereruption." The mouth of the volcano is the entire park - that's fucking crazy. The blast of it will be 550 times bigger than Mount St. Helen. Jesus Christ, that's scary. But whatever, it's all good.
Anyway, since I wasn't in school on Friday I've got some things to catch up on, even though it is currently 10 minutes to 1 am. Eh, whatever - Who needs sleep right?
Haha, oh yea - Rachel called me on Friday and one of the things that she chose to tell me was that her brother's hampster died. Now, I've had hampsters - at least three. And I was sad everytime they died. But the little things only last 2-3 years. I dunno, it was kinda funny but sad. I felt bad for the kid. Poor little hampster.
Just thought I'd share that with you.
Oh crap - 5 minutes to 1 now. Must go!
Today I went to Tom's. His mom didn't know about it, so when she came home I had to sneak out of his house wait until she was inside and then ring his doorbell.
We went to Mike's, then went up to Fulmar and played some Frisbee. I hit Tom in the nose and eye and Tom hit Mike in the balls. I walked away unscathed physically, but Tom almost warped my frisbee so that was emotionally damaging - it was the awesome light-up one.
...Don't worry, Tom. My dad and I recovered it.
Well, Tom succeeded to amaze me again. We were walking up the hill between his house and Mike's and I say "Tom, walking up hill is good for your butt" in which case, Tom responded, "Duh. That's why my butt's so tight." I told him I'd putt that in my profile, but I don't really want people thinking I like talking about Tom's butt.
Anyway, we decided to get food - Bucci's Deli food in fact. So, we go on the bike trail; Tom and Mike with their bikes and me with Mike's brother's scooter. Somebody shoot me. We found ourselves trading methods of transportation the entire time, just to discover that Bucci's is closed. Tom was pissed, so we went to Nino's for pizza and Mr. A's for ice-cream. Then I left.
My dad wanted to get a good driving lesson in, so we went to the Kohl's (shut up Tom) parking lot in Brewster. We figured it'd be empty since it was after 6:00 pm, but it wasn't. We drove anyway. I'm pretty good, but learning to drive with a stick-shift is hard, but I'm slowly getting the hang of it. Pretty soon I'll be on the road in my piece of shit Ford Escort.... ugh.
And then I came home and watched this awesome movie about the Volcano that is Yellowstone National Park. Basically the entire park is the mouth of a giant volcano: the biggest in the world, in fact. So far it has errupted 3 times in the course of 2.1 billion years, and now it's 40,000 years over-due. The blast of this volcano would cover 3/4 of the entire Continental United States in Volcanic Ash, which can blind you if it gets in your eyes, or if inhaled can mix with the liquid in your lungs and for a cement that kills you. Scary shit right there. It was a good movie though. And it's all true - it will happen. But hopefully not in our lifetime. And yes, the blast would reach us all the way in mahopac - we're talking 5 centimeters of volcanic ash. Just something to think about. Don't be freaked out or anything - we'll be warned if it's coming. But what they're calling it is a "Supereruption." The mouth of the volcano is the entire park - that's fucking crazy. The blast of it will be 550 times bigger than Mount St. Helen. Jesus Christ, that's scary. But whatever, it's all good.
Anyway, since I wasn't in school on Friday I've got some things to catch up on, even though it is currently 10 minutes to 1 am. Eh, whatever - Who needs sleep right?
Haha, oh yea - Rachel called me on Friday and one of the things that she chose to tell me was that her brother's hampster died. Now, I've had hampsters - at least three. And I was sad everytime they died. But the little things only last 2-3 years. I dunno, it was kinda funny but sad. I felt bad for the kid. Poor little hampster.
Just thought I'd share that with you.
Oh crap - 5 minutes to 1 now. Must go!