So I’m here in Belize, basically doing nothing but lying around, living on Gatorade, watermelon & chocolate. Yesterday I went snorkeling. Not exactly a great trip. First, they put all of us in a twelve person boat and took us on a 1.25 hour trip going KA-BAM, KA-BAM, KA-BAM through the waves. We arrived at …
For those of you that I didn’t tell: I’m in Belize, been here since the 26th. Flew in, the last leg on a Killed-Buddy-Holly Airplane where I could see out the front, scaring myself half to death. Made a trip to Ming’s Market to stack up on food as I have an apartment rental here. …
So, I’m cooking, right? I don’t mean cooking as in being really cool, but cooking as I’m going to make something and eat it if it’s not too vile. I open the silverware drawer and there’s a possum in it. Not a full-grown one, but not a baby either. When I tell people this, they …
I love my bed. It’s wonderful. It’s a queen size waterbed. It’s provided some of the best moments of my life.
I had a paper route, which means I got up early on Sunday morning to make deliveries. One Sunday I get up, go out side, get some of the papers, carry them over the pool table and put them in my room. Then I go back outside to get the rest of the papers, lift …