Imagine a Piano Solo

Life is interesting. And a lot more poetic if you imagine a piano solo constantly playing in the background.

For example, it's interesting to get a call from your Father at 11:37 PM on a Friday night. It's even more interesting when he is high as a kite. The man took a sleeping pill and decided it would be a good idea to walk around the pool 300+ times cause that would equal roughly a mile. So I felt obligated to stay on the phone with him in case he fell in the pool. He rattled off many ideas to conquer the world. So I was on the phone with him for 24 minutes while in a car full of friends.

And if there's a piano solo serenading the audience, well...

It is interesting.

I'm considering a whole lot of options for my future. Like taking a year off and just traveling and working. Or starting to take EMT classes. And buying my first bike. And maybe a truck. But prolly not the latter. But Europe has been calling my name for quite some time now. About 2 weeks after I left it started asking me to come back. And I've been ignoring it far too long. And the East Coast has been requesting my presence. So maybe I should stop being rude and grace these places with my impeccable sense of humor and good looks.

Oh ya, Jerusalem has been canceled. It is tragic and I'm devastated. But the cash just wasn't there. Which is why I think I need to take some "me" time.

My little cousins love me. And I love them. Cate won't stop talking about me, or so cousin Kenzie says. I believe her. Mostly cause I'm Awesome! (That one goes out to ChTanner.) And the Staples new girl is darling. Babies are so precious. How can people say miracles don't exist?

I haven't shaved in a while. I look terrible with a beard. But give me 5 years. I guarantee I'll have fantastic facial hair.

This rant is brought to you by too much alone time and a lack of entertainment.

I'll tell you what is entertaining however. Annoying cousin Lexi. I don't know why but I take so much joy in it. It's so easy to push her buttons, and they're always there just begging me to prod. So I do. But it's all in good fun. I love her. And her buttons.

I need an adventure. I crave it. I need to base jump. I need to rock climb. I need to get into a fire fight. Or at the very least, I need to read about it. Any suggestions Blogosphere?