| | Well, despite the discouraging events of the past month or so, I'm not
going to talk about them and instead, rehash some memories from my time
in the Bahamas, which began July 18th, 2004. There's nothing
quite like cracking a coconut, snorkeling in the Atlantic, eating
overly spicy hamburgers that you made for 30 people, putting shingles
on a house in 120 degree weather, meeting a girl who you'd make a
priority in the next year of your life, meeting her brother who happens
to be one of your closest friends, getting absolutely torn apart by 12
year old bahamian children in a game of 21, sleeping with freaky
looking bugs, cockroaches, and your youth pastor, watching lightning
strike near your boat in the middle of the ocean, swimming in a
bottomless hole of freshwater (apparently with sharks), trying to
harness uncooperative young kids during vacation bible school, playing
the role of David, who was rumored to be Japanese in the play, visiting
one of the most expensive hotels in the world, where Hulk Hogan was
rumored to be staying at the time (Hogan knows best, one of the most
retarded shows on tv by the way), holding crabs in the middle of the
road, watching some gangly man carve up some sugarcane, taking a shower
outside, sanding and priming with very little clothing on, and more
things that I'm forgetting. I realize that no one really cares
too much, and I don't blame you, but I wanted to write about it
somewhere.
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