Yeah so it's Halloween here in the States. Candy, candy, candy and more candy. America is coming obese the news says. Noooo! I wonder how that could ever happen? And in front of our very eyes?!!? Little 6 year olds came to my house tonight with pounds (yes, literally pounds) of candy in their bag. It's not like these kids are going to go jogging and then have only one candy bar a day. No, these kids will finish off their stash in about two weeks. And there is no excercise or other activities to burn off the pounds of candy added on. But hey, could just be me. I say next year we hand out nothing. Or if I come to your house have the urge to hand out free cars (cause we wouldn't want a trick now would we?). Grrrr.....fat 6 year olds. At least wait until you have an excuse.

Enjoyed the recent pcpodcast about audio. But who are they trying to appeal to here? Those "cheap" wireless mikes were in the 400 range. Like to see them buy audio equipment with the church's money. Not so easy. Although I have found some cheap priced quality audio mixers on eBay. What would we do without that place. Might buy one if anyone wants to throw a free mic and some loose coaxial cable my way. It's for a good cause. And if anyone knows how to build a transmitter please speak up, your services would be greatly appreciated. Maybe Stamper would pitch in, he gives me stuff, I broadcast to his house. Sorry, I do not know of anyone else in a closer proximity who reads this blog other than Micah. Please do not be offended.

Prizes will be offered for the person who comes up with a new closing line for the end of all my posts. Please do not be disapointed if the prize is just gold stars, some children in India don't even have gold stars.

Peace out

Saturday night was an activity at the Pichan's house with Lake Orion. Everyone "hates" them, but deep down inside they enjoy being with them. Funny how things work out. Even with all that love floating around Nick and I couldn't help but get in a "fight." Love at its deepest root. But hey, they stole my flashlight. No one gets between me and my flashlight. Not even some bald guy. And even though we have this whole love hate thing they give up really easily. Let's go back to last year, winter camp. We come charging at their cabin at 12:00 at night with a simple smoke bomb. We were given the rule of not entering the cabin and we obeyed most certainly. We didn't need to go in the there to "hurt"/scare/scar-for-life them. By simply putting said smoke bomb near open window caused them to display violent aggression and tears. Oh but I can see why, smoke can be very deadly and cause the tear glands to swell thus secreting a salt water substance. NOT! But oh well, they never did get us back, and probably never will. We most likely have been kicked out of that camp for what we did that night. But I am telling you all this to prove a point. What that point is I'm not quite sure. It will come to me someday, maybe the same day Lake Orion gets us back for our actions. And maybe, just maybe, it will be the same day I stop rambling on about nothing. And if anyone from LO is reading this I am that "bully","cool kid","idiot","and other choice words."

More to come as soon as I get a pet monkey or when someone donates real money (not that Monopoly junk) to HEGACICF.

Peace out