Boomtown Motivation

Work, Work, Work

So anyone who knows me and Chris knows that we came here for the opportunity to make some cash.  No question about it.  

Knowing that info, it should be no surprise that we want to work as much as possible, and make as much as possible, while staying sane, of course.  

That Time We Almost Picked Up A Fugitive

clip art from examiner.com

(Well, fugitive is probably too strong of a word for what she was, but the poor girl was definitely running from the cops.)

Story Time

Once upon a time, in a time not too distant from right now (like maybe two months ago), in a land not too far away (down the street), two people were innocently driving down a lovely neighborhood road.  

When suddenly, without warning, a young girl ran into the street, seeming to come out of nowhere (she came from between a couple houses).  

Says the 7th Grade Girl

"I like to read.  So does my mom.  She's reading something called Fifty Shades of Grey but she won't let me see it.  I don't know why".

My 8th Grade Photo

Take a look at this teenager.  This is me in 8th grade, in all my pre-pubescent awesomeness.  Next to 8th grade me, is Kindergarden me.  Notice the apathetic, don't-give-a-poo, look on my face.  

I was 5 years old, and man, did I have the world figured out.  I was sassy, adorable, and boys feared me.  Well that last part might be made up.  

Now go back to 8th grade me.  Take a moment to really take that photo in, in all it's middle school glory.  

Stick Fires

(I almost deleted this post.  Then I decided it's too rediculous to take down.  It may also be too rediculous to keep up.  But, considering how I wrote the majority of this blog, it made the cut.)

I want to learn how to start fires with sticks.  Not just for camping and survival purposes, but for it's entertainment value.