Not My Weekend

So, I took Kodi up to my aunt and uncle's house on Friday night, and since Erik stole my truck, I took his car. Not the end of the world, just not as comfortable as my truck. It's about an hour drive up there which I spent listening to Bad Religion and smoking cigarettes. Great way to pass the time. Kodi loved the drive up and had his head out the window the whole time. It was a fairly nice day out with mild cloud coverage so it wasn't too bad having the windows down at 65 mph. Got up there and hung out for a while watching tv and catching up with everyone, just relaxing. Finally around midnight I decided to head home. Kodi was really sad to see me leave, but I'm sure he finally got over it.

The one thing I really hate about Erik's car is that the windshield has a big crack down the middle, just left of center so it's a little in my line of sight. I made it about half way home before I got pulled over. I'm not even sure where the cop came from or how they saw the crack, but they did. Pulled over to the side of the road and waited for the officer to walk up. She asked for my license and insurance, so I gave her my license and started digging around for the insurance card. Since it wasn't my car, I didn't know where it was and because my brother smokes pot, didn't want to dig too deep into his car to find it. So after checking the glove box and center counsel, I told the officer that I couldn't find it. She said that was fine, that she'd give me a form to fill out and then mail in. She took my I.D. back to the cruiser and ran it. At this point two other cop cars go speeding by with their lights and sirens on and the officer that pulled me over came running back up to my car and said she had to 'skedaddle'. She gave me back my license and handed me the form for the insurance and quickly explained what to fill out and where to mail it before she high-tailed it out of there. Got rather lucky because she only gave me a warning. As I'm putting the car back together and I noticed in the pocket on the door a small pipe of my brother's. DAMN am I glad she didn't look in the car. After that she would have torn the car apart and I did not want to go through all that at 12:30 on a Friday. Drove the rest of the way home and yelled at my brother to get his windshield fixed and then hit the sack.

Woke up Saturday and discovered we had no power. Great. My mom was freaking out because they had their dinner party later that night and had 16 people coming over. Then I explained to my parents what happened the night before. They were cool about it and my dad filled the form out real quick and gave it to me to mail. Around then my brother got home from work and we headed off to finish moving. My parents were trying to figure out what to do for the party if the power didn't come back so they were glad to see us leave. Got to Erik's house and loaded up his bed and some odds and ends. Quickly dropped it off at the house before running off again. There still wasn't power at my house and people were going to be showing up in half an hour.

On the way back to Erik's house, we were driving along on the highway through some construction. It was down to one lane and there were two cars in front of us. The car in front had their muffler fall off in the middle of the road and it bounced up and almost hit the windshield of the car in front of us. Instinctively, the car slammed on its brakes at 45 mph and we tried our best to stop. Tried. Ended up rear-ending them at 35 and smashing up their car pretty bad. We pulled over to the side of the road and quickly grabbed the debris out of the road. Then we went and talked to the other car. It was a husband and wife with their one year old baby in the back seat. We felt terrible once we heard about the baby, but she was fine and soon fell back asleep. The husband explained what happened and why he stopped all of a sudden. He acknowledged the fact that it wasn't my brother's fault and wasn't mad at all. He spent the next 20 minutes on the phone with his insurance agent explaining what happened. Once we exchanged information and made sure everyone was ok and everything was taken care of, me and Erik headed out. But I refused to let Erik drive my truck again. He was a little mad because it wasn't his fault, but I didn't care. Got to his house, loaded up the last of his stuff, and headed home. By then everyone had shown up so we decided not to tell our parents about the accident yet.

Unloaded everything and then me and Erik went to his friend Demian's house for the night. They were having a huge party and it was nice to see some old faces again. I'm not sure if I mentioned this earlier, but I've been sober for over 5 years. I still like to hang out and have a good time, and they are all respectful of my decision so it isn't hard to be around the alcohol and drugs. After many hours of partying, I decided to head home around 5 am. Erik stayed there and slept on the couch.

Sunday, woke up and Erik and the bears (Yogi and BooBoo) came over and we had breakfast. Yogi had to go to work and Erik and BooBoo were heading off to the May Day festival. It's not really a festival, just a party in a park over in South Minneapolis. Lots of food and good music. I would have gone, but I was off to my aunt and uncle's, again. This time to pick up Kodi. Same boring drive up, but this time back in my truck. When I got there Kodi was really excited to see me and I could tell he was missing us all. He loves my aunt's family, but it's not his. Again I hung out with them for a while, but their kids had school the next day so I left rather early. Before I left though, my aunt (Lynn by the way) asked if I would be interested in baby sitting my cousins this summer. My uncle is a pilot and my aunt is a flight attendant, so they are both gone a lot. I said I was interested but had to think about it. My mom says I either have to go to summer school or get a job this summer. I don't really want to go to class, so this might be the perfect solution. Headed home, ate some dinner and then studied for my final the next day.

Monday, went the chiro and had an extensive look-over once I told him about the accident. He didn't see anything severe so I left after that. Went home and drank my newest poison that I discovered when Erik moved home, espresso. I've always been a coffee fan, but this shit is just amazing. So I made a quick double shot and headed off to class. Not a smart idea to drink it on an empty stomach before a big test though. I was really jittery all throughout, but made it through pretty well. We had a break while the teacher graded the tests and I hung out in the halls with some friends. When we went back in the teacher gave us our tests back and I got an 83%. Not bad for how little I read the book or studied. Plus I had missed a few classes because of migraines. But I'm satisfied with the results. He let us out early and I went home. After eating dinner I went to the BP to hang with Aaron for a bit. Same old same old there. Came home at midnight and watched tv and hung out with Erik.

I just finished registering for classes for next fall and now I'm getting ready for bed. Is it bad that I'm going to bed at 5 am? Probably. Not much planned for tomorrow, maybe throw a round of disc with Paul if it's nice. Below is a picture of the car we hit and a picture of my truck. Because of the steel bumpers, I only cracked my grill and broke my license plate holder. We definitely came out ahead.

Well that's it. I'm beat and am going to bed. I have some news on Cory, but I'll talk about that when I know more. Peace

-Kevin

Where Has The Time Gone?

Wow, it's already Sunday night and I haven't posted here since Tuesday. I guess I've been busy, without even realizing it. Well let's see, Wednesday I had my doctor's appointment which went pretty good. The doc said my nose and sinuses are healing well just like he suspected. I took the percocet before and also took some anti-nausea pills too which seemed to do the trick. I was pretty high at the appointment, but the doctor understood. Normally after the doctors I'm so high I just go home and sleep but I had a chiropractor appointment a couple hours later so I had to stay up. I thought about taking a nap before, but knew I was so drugged up I wouldn't wake up in time. So hung out around the house watching tv and then went to the chiro. Nothing special there, just an adjustment. Afterwords, I had dinner with the folks (dad came home Wednesday night) and finally came down. I was still rather groggy though. I'm not supposed to drive for 24 hours after, but my dad needed me to go with him to pick up my mom's car from the shop so I had to drive a little. It wasn't too bad, but towards the end of the drive I started to feel more out of it and was glad I was almost home. Looking back it probably wasn't a good idea to drive, but nothing bad happened and we got the car home. Won't be doing it again though.

Thursday I had band practice. Not much happened though because Wyatt, the singer, wanted to get a tattoo done so we called it quits early. After that I hung around the house for the rest of the night. Pretty boring.

There has been a transmission sitting in my driveway for two weeks from a car my brother worked on and he needed me to take it to the junk yard that he got the new one from to get the core deposit back. Normally this wouldn't be too bad, but the place was about an hour and a half away from my house. I thought it would be a pretty boring drive so I invited my friend Cory to come with me. He didn't have anything else going on so he decided to come. We headed out and made pretty good time, getting there around 1 o'clock. Dropped the tranny off, got the $100 back, and the turned tail and headed home. I was right, it was a very boring drive so it was nice to have Cory there to talk to. It's funny how many random conversations you can have with a person when you're trapped in a car together for 3 hours. Got back home and dropped Cory off at his house. After I got home I was dead tired from the drive so I took a nap for a couple hours. Once I woke up, I ate dinner, sloppy joes I believe, and called Cory. He didn't have any plans for the night so he came over and we watched Rob Zombie's remake of Halloween. Not a great movie, at least compared to the original, but it was enjoyable. There were a few sex scenes in the movie where I could see Cory got a little 'excited'. I guess I never really mentioned this before, but I'm gay, and have a slight crush on Cory, if you will. So these little moments are nice treats for me. Anyway, once the movie was over Cory went home and then I went to bed. I had had a long day of sitting in the car and was just beat.

Saturday rolled around and I had no plans at all. At least it started that way. Since my brother is moving back home with us next weekend, he is starting to bring some of his stuff over to the house and he called me to come help him and to use my truck. That's the funny thing about owning a truck. EVERYONE calls you to help them move. In the last four years I have moved 20 times with my various trucks, but it has never been me moving. I'm always being called to help move people. But they pay for gas and sometimes give me some money for the trouble which is nice. So I head over there and we load up the truck and bring it all back to my house, unload the truck, and then help my parents rearrange the house some more. We had a pile of furniture we didn't want or have the room for, and my aunt said she would like it, so we were going to give it to her. The only problem is she lives an hour away. So again I get called upon to haul all the stuff up to their place. I didn't really mind though because I didn't have anything else to do and I like my aunt and uncle and cousins. Got up there about 9 pm and unloaded everything. Then went inside and was watching tv with my cousin. My uncle got home and we all watched Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. I had never seen it before so it was cool to watch. After the movie my uncle and cousins went to bed and my aunt and I stayed until 3 am just talking. I love that about my aunt, she just talks and talks and talks. Finally she said she had to go to bed and I said I had to go home. She tried her damnedest to get me to stay the night, but I really wanted to sleep in my own bed so I went home. Got home at a little after 4 am and crashed right away. Didn't even brush my teeth I was so tired.

Woke up this morning with nothing to do until 5 pm. Hung out with my parents and helped them finish arranging the house for all of my brother's stuff. About quarter to 5 I left to go to another band practice. This one started out really good and on the spot wrote a new song. Now we just have to polish it up and tweak things a little. Usually it takes a little bit for us to get it worked out right, but today it all just clicked. Then Wyatt and Aaron, one of the guitar players and also known as slo-mo, got into a huge argument about a song, and Slo-mo grabbed his guitar and walked out the door. Aaron doesn't have a car, and lives 20 miles away, so he just started walking down the street. We all gave him a few minutes to calm down and then we called him. We finally convinced him to come back and then we had a huge, two hour long band meeting. A lot of things were said, and on more than one occasion people got pissed off, but everything that needed to be said was said and we all calmed down after a while. Now we know where the other members stand, and know the direction we want to go. It's not how I wanted it to happen, but it needed to happen. After practice I hung out with the other Aaron up at the BP, and shot the shit with him until closing. Came home, made some pasta and watched some tv, and then jumped on the computer.

So that was pretty much my week. I didn't think it was that busy, but thinking about it I did a lot of stuff, just spaced out enough so it didn't seem hectic. I'm sure there is more that I did Wednesday/Thursday that I don't remember, but that's the big stuff. This week shouldn't be too bad. Just classes and helping my brother move more of his stuff over. I'll keep you posted on what's going on for sure.

-Kevin

Something In The World Today

So I just got a rather disturbing phone call from my brother. A couple of years ago, my brother used to live with a friend named Bryan. Bryan got his girlfriend pregnant, so my brother, Erik, had to move out. At the time Bryan used to deal pot, but not in huge quantities. Once he found out his girlfriend was pregnant though, he stopped dealing all together and got a real job. He's been fine ever since. Anyways, I get this call from my brother saying two guys with guns broke into Bryan's house while he, his girlfriend, and one year old daughter were all home. The invaders taped both Bryan and his girlfriend up and placed a gun in Bryan's mouth after pistol whipping him in the head. They then started ripping apart the house looking for whatever it was they were looking for. At one point one of the guys threatened to kill Bryan's daughter if he didn't give them what they wanted. Unfortunately, Bryan had no idea what they were looking for, and they wouldn't tell him. They just continued to tear apart the house. Luckily, one of their neighbors had seen the shady individuals enter the house and then a few minutes later heard a scream, so they called the police. A whole bunch show up at the house and arrest one of the guys. The other one was upstairs going through their bedroom when he noticed the police. He quickly jumped out of the second story window and began to run away. The cops saw this and released the k-9 after him and they quickly arrested him as well. Other than a few stitches in Bryan's head, everyone is fine physically, but will be scarred emotionally for the rest of their lives.

I just can't get over the fact that this was a completely random act of violence. They live in a pretty nice town with a low crime rate, right next to a school. It was a little after 5 pm when they entered, so it was still light out. And the thing that really bothers me, is that they threatened to kill a one year old baby. There is something seriously wrong with these people.

Anyway, I know it's not really about me, but my brother just told me and it had me really bothered. I want to tell you about what I'm doing tomorrow, but this got kinda long so I'll post it tonight after band practice.

Peace,

-Kevin