So I was thinking, take two

Last night I was at my dads house (for those of you from school, that is the one that is really out in the middle of nowhere), and I was realizing that even if I dont spend the most time there, even if I live half of the year somewhere else and even if most of my stuff isnt there, it is still my home. I just have so many memories from that house, the basketball hoop, climbing hte snow bank against the back roof, climbing on top of the woodshed, finding nice places deep in the surrounding forest, digging holes in the snow over the garden, building the tree house, among many, many others.

It was just a good feeling to sit in the waning light on those steps, remembering past years, past events, friends and pets.

There will also be another update tonight where I will post my story titled "Conversation with God". It has some offensive things in it, but hopefully not to much. Also I think it was a funnier idea in my head, but I will let everyone else decide.

Noodle out.

PS Cocaine is God's way of saying that you have to much money