In true blogger fashion, I did not continue my blog the next day. The story in itself is incredible. There I was, minding my own business, well actually I was minding other people's businesses, I was working on a new investment portfolio for a home lending company... but I won't depress you. Then, all of the sudden, out of the sky came this huge purple ship. I thought, am I in Texas or on the Ellen show? Neither. So I looked outside and saw that this ship was spraying some white stuff on some pit or something. Then I logged into X-box live and started killing 14 year olds with Garth, Steven, and Lt. Matt. It was a blast. Here's the thing about Halo, it can really relax you and calm you down and can be a good stress reliever...but only if you win. If you start losing all the laughing and jokes stop. You just deploy to the next match in silence and hope that you start winning a few, otherwise everyone will quit. Then it's back the real world of blogging and podcasting. Yeesh, how do I survive.
If you can't tell by now, I don't want to finish my last blog entry. It was going to sum up about something like really everyone wants the same thing, we all just want to line dance and let responsible people run the government responsibly. Then I was going to talk about how nothings wrong with that but then I would leave a quote with a warning like "the price of freedom is vigilance." So just pretend I did all that. Oh yeah, then I would end on a joke. Something totally nonsensical like....geeze...I don't know. No joke I write is going to top the minding my own business joke. If you didn't think that was funny, read it again. If it still isn't funny, sit down for ten minutes, then stand up real fast. It won't make it funnier, it's just cool to get head rushes.
In a related topic, another primary is on tonight as well as some news coverage that I want to watch, but I'll be at the South Florida fair. My girlfriend doesn't get off until 9 or 10 so I tried to pretend like I didn't want to go because that would be too late. Like I needed more time than a few hours at the fair, but it didn't work out. Plus she said she would buy me fair food. I told her I only eat pleasant. She didn't laugh. The only problem with this is she's on some strict diet, but she wants a piece of everything so I always end up having to eat it. This may sound awesome, but I have cavities*.
Until next time, Max out.
*untrue if you are reading this as Max's parents or grandparents
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It's true. I can't really elucidate the disparity of our happiness between when we win, and when we lose. It's the complete opposite of when you line dance, where everyone loses.
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