Well, it was Tuesday and where else would we be but Odonold’s. What a night it was. As usual, I sang Johnny Cash. We had a first-time appearances from Lee Yi and Ben decided to join in on the fun as well! Nick was pretty close to getting some old chicks number, she was really into him. We all had a good time, talked, hung out, and talked about 69 Other Pages. Oh, Kevin drank a lot. We went to Denny’s afterward and boy, oh, boy… was Kevin mean. We sipped hot chocolate, ate some fries, made friends, and rocked out.

Tonight we made a journey to Cleveland to see the bled, our favorite band of all time. The show started with a scene kid screaming words to shitty techno beats. It was awesome. The next band we watched was called Hemlock, and they were amazing. The singer had dreadlocks. Shadows fall style dreadlocks. Enough said. Another band played, and then finally the bled took the stage. Their set was everything I ever wanted in a bled show, except about ten songs too short. We yelled breakdowns and Seth carried James on his back. It was a wonderful night.

Well, a bunch of us from work decided to put in a fair amount of money toward fireworks this year. Simply, because we love explosions. On this beautiful day of July 3rd; Adam, Matt, Nayef, Lee and myself all went to Phantom Fireworks in Boardman. In a nutshell, we bought about $9000 worth of fireworks for this years festivities. We went back to Lee’s, played some basketball and ate some meat. Later, we ventured to a friends house to light these off. Everyone in the general crew came. We got through maybe 25% of the fireworks, then Tim’s dog ran away so we had to call it quits. We ended up leaving after searching for the dog, and guess where we ended up… Yep, Denny’s. We now have 75% of $9000 worth of fireworks to blow off tonight.

Last night was my parent’s annual 4th of July party. My parents usually go all out, so there were a massive amount of people, tons of food, fireworks, and a really shitty DJ. The DJ was so terrible that he didn’t even have any songs by Dio. The entire crew showed up and eat food and watched as my step father endangered the lives of many with his fireworks show. By the end of the night we all ended up on the back porch like always, enjoying smores with oversized marshmallows and the roaring fire.

At eight o’clock Saturday night I received a text message that would change my life forever. My phone vibrated in a nonchalant manner as if this text message was like any other unimportant text. The cruel irony is that I didn’t even feel my phone vibrate. The most important news of my life remained unread in my pocket for some time. I casually lifted my phone from my side pocket and saw the pending message. Somehow I knew the importance of the content before I unlocked my phone. With a terrifying sense of urgency I furiously entered my four digit pin and selected the messages app, the anticipation tearing at my heart and soul. The message was from Adam Magana. Sweat ran down my face and my hands trembled as i read the nine most important words i’d ever see. “Randy’s house at 10. Let’s get a party goin.”

Tonight was Supernats! Mike, Adam, Llama and I met up with Randy, Anne, and Alex down in Salem to make fun of all the shitty cars. It was just as I expected. It was about 10% nice cars and 90% rice and hillbilly trucks. We wandered around and laughed at all of the ugly cars and dumb people. There was also a festival going on, so we stopped and ate french fries. We then ventured to Denny’s and ate a bunch of ice cream. Alex posed for sexy pictures and Randy put on sunglasses and looked like a 40 year old Nascar fan.

When Toy Story came out in November of 1995 it was magical. I was 7 years old back then and that movie kicked some serious ass.  I used to day dream about how good it would be if toys could really talk.  Well, I’m 21 now and Pixar is still pumping out movies that I find entertaining.  We went and saw Toy Story 3 the other night (at midnight!).  Basically, Andy is all grown up and the toys are trying to find a way to stay in his life.  It was heart warming.  There’s not much to show and not much to say other than that it was a really good night.

“To infinity and beyond!”

Last night was a little insane. I’m not sure why exactly, but it seemed like everyone was a little crazier than usual. The night started with Sam’s graduation party. Shes a big girl now, so we ate foods and hung out at the Saxon Club. Afterwards Randall had a party planned at his house. There were more people than usual, and i’m pretty sure everybody there was on crack. Some of the highlights were a violent game of keep-away in the pool, Mike McCray diving head first into the beer-filled hot tub, and Randy pulling Erika into the pull fully clothed. Also at midnight we celebrated Chelsea’s birthday with some delicious cake that Jenn made.

Sunday night was the last night of the festival. We walked around, and stayed out of jail again! Ten o’clock came around, so we wandered to the other side of Mahoning to get a decent spot to view the fireworks. There were about four small groups of friends that gathered around Nick’s explorer and formed one massive group of awesome. Nick isn’t the tallest of men, but thanks to Kevin, that wasn’t a major problem. Kevin, with one hand, threw Nick high into the air onto his bike rack next to a lovely lady named llama. Next we watched fireworks explode with colors so bright and vivid that none of us will ever forget! …Oh and Denny’s happened too, but you already knew that.

Last night we went to the IHM festival. We’re getting way too old for this, so we got some food and left before we ended up in jail. Snoop Dogg was playing at the wedge, so we ventured to the wedgewood parking lot in hopes of seeing a riot of some sort. Sadly the riot did not happen, so we bought cigars and drove to Lake Milton and stood around on the causeway.