I dont want to go to work

I work from today through August 2nd. My store manager is going on vacation for the rest of this week and all of next week. On Tuesday after work Becca and I went to applebee's for some food and some beers. We both had this Leinenkugals summer wheat. It had a taste of blueberries in it. It was soooo good. We talked for a while and caught the tale end of the twins game. Wednesday night I saw the Prairie Home Campanion movie with my brother. We both thought it was a good movie.
I have come to realize that I have too many books to read. It's a problem that anyone who works in a book store. I see a book that looks interesting and I say "ooh, this looks good/interesting", then I purchase it. When we have to zone the areas and we do strips, its like christmas. Everyone at our store hopes something comes of the shelf that we want. Cause after we strip the book we either throw it away or we keep it. I have so many books to read it's crazy. I'm trying to cram in as many books as possible this summer before school starts. So far I have completed 6 this summer. Ok back to my book.

It wasnt really that hot.

Saturday and sunday were hot. Other than that it was pretty cool for the week, and there was a breeze as well. Camp was pretty fun. I finished a book and got half way through another one. I had to work this weekend and so my whole family went up north. I watched the twins get mauled tonight. I think they will do better next time though. Now I got nothing else to do. blah blah blah.

Hot as Hell

I am going camping with my scout troop this weekend. It's the troops annual week long stay up at Tomahawk Scout Reservation (TSR). I got a call from our scoutmaster saying that they needed an extra adult to go with and want to know if I was considering going or not. I told him that I actually had saturday through thursday off, and that I could go up there for that long. He said thta would be okay because some of the other kid's dads are coming up on friday. So I scrambled to get all my camping gear ready. I just need to get everything packed now. I really like camping alot. My troop keeps records of how many nights each scout/adult has camped out. I think my last tally was 270 nights. I just calculated that out and it's like 3/4 of a year, wow.
From all the peope I have talked to and looked at weatherchannel.com, it's going to be scorching outside for like the next 9 days. Crap. Just when I am at camp, mother nature decides to dump out all the heat. The type of tents we are staying in are old Korean war canvas A-frames. So with the heat it's going to be even tougher. We will make do though, everyone knows how to keep hydrated. Also it was like 4 years ago that cory stringer died of heat stroke. When ever we have a campout and its hot someone always brings that up and we end up drinking like a liter of water right there.
One of my friends from my troop is working at TSR, specifically Souix subcamp, this summer. So I know he is going to conduct a raid one of the nights we are there. Why you ask? well I will tell you the story.
A couple of summers ago I went to a leadership camp, for our troop. Each day our patrol would have a new senior patrol leader. Well one of the other patrols were being complete dicks the entire time I was there. They would constantly make fun of everybody and push people around. We had saved our oranges for snacks. Wednesday was my day as partrol leader. So I told my patrol we were going to conduct a raid. I told them we are going to silently surround there campsite while they are at there picnic table doing what ever. So the time came, we each grabbed 3 oranges (6 people in my patrol, including me) and I told when I blow the whistle start throwing oranges at them (I forgot I had my whistle in my backpack from the previous campout). So we got into positon and I blew the whistle. The ringleader stood up and I remember those classic words he uttered "what's that sound?". Just then an orange hit him square in the head. He went down and the barrage of oranges opened up. After I was out of oranges I blew the whistle, and we went back to our campsite. For the rest of the week the other patrol never bothered anyone.
So I told that story to my buddy and he laughed his socks off. Although what he will be planning will be alot more tame than what I did. Mostly just going by our campsite and yelling like yahoo's. We'll be ready though, I plan on putting one of the older scouts out in the bushes near the road as a sentry. So it should be a good week at camp. I'll tell you all how it turned out when I get back.

A month and a half to go

A new dog. My roomates got a new dog. That would make the tally of animals in the small townhome to: 2 dogs (1 ten months old, the other 6 months), 4 cats, 2 rabbits, and numorous fish. It is like a friggin zoo over here. Every morning one of the cats decides to lay on its back right in front of my door. I know the cat just wants attention, but I almost stepped on him this morning. Then there is the money part. The dog is a chocolate lab and they got it from some dog kennel in Eden Prairie. So we know that wasn't cheap. They got him last thursday. Then on friday when I was at work jon calls me up and asks if I can pay him any money at all this week. From what I would say wednesday through friday they were going over all their bills. I wonder what it's going to be like when I am gone. They don't manage their money that well. For instance: Early last week jon bought a new sub for his car ($150) then they get a new dog, then as stated before jon asks me for any money I can spare.
But all is not lost though, I move out at the end of august. That's gonna be pretty cool. I'm watching the All-star game right now, it's been a good game so far. Sunday I am going to go to camp with my scout troop. I'll only be able to go from sunday-thursday. I heard the heat is literally going to be killer. 100 on saturday! holy crap. Hopefully it'll rain a couple of times to cool it down. Well back to the game.

The frogs lost

Well the French lost the world cup. My brother dragged me with and my other brother with too. Aparently Ving Raimes was at Brit's Pub today. Neither of my brothers bothered to tell me this. That was pretty much all that happened this weekend. Saturday, I went down to Rushford for my aunt's 50th wedding anniversary. Then my family and I went to my Uncle's house and watched the twins game and bullshitted. It was pretty cool. Other than that nothing happened.

Good coffee and old stories are two of life's glories

I have had a pretty good weekend. It started on friday my birthday. I went to work and jackie had brought a cake and a card. I told her she didn't have to do that for me but she said she wanted to. Then after work I headed back to my place. My roomate jon was vacuming the steps and I wanted to see if he would remember if it was my birthday or not. Of course he didn't say anything, I really didnt care if he did or not I just want to see. So after I left I went to my parents house and we then went to Famous Dave's in Apple Valley. I love Famous Dave's. It has to be thee best BBQ joint around. I had some ribs and some of their BBQ chicken. During supper I guess it was Apple Valley's Freedom Days. They had a car show going on as well. I saw this 1947 chevy roadster with purple neon lights underneath. I absolutley fell in love with that car. Oh they also had this 1977 black Chevy Chevelle SS there to. When the owner of the car left, he left with the peddle all the way on the floor. It roared like a fucking banshee. The sheer power that car has would bring a man to his knees. It was sheer heaven listening to that car drive. After we left that, we went home for some cake. My mom wanted my brother to make the cake. So he did. Just not that well. He added 2 boxes of mix, and double the ingredients for the 2 boxes. When he took it out he took this package of frosting and put all the frosting in the center. So it made the middle of the cake sink, so he then spread it all over. But thats not hte end of it. The frosting began to melt and pool in the center. After it cooled he got out another package of frosting and spread it on the cake. This time it stayed. When I originally came over he showed me the cake. We both laughed so hard, our stomachs hurt. I told him it was the best cake ever, and I meant it too. As we were eating the cake later that night. My mom heard about this and took a fork and stuck the middle of the cake. She picked up a huge gob of forsting. Now everyone really started laughing hard.
Saturday my brother and I went to Brit's pub in Minneapolis for the world cup soccer game, England vs. Portugal. They had 2.50 pints of Budlight and Bass Ale. I forgot to eat breakfest so I had a pint to replace that. Now I have never had beer for breakfest, nor will I probably ever have it in the future. But all the English Soccer hooligans there were already plastered. After the hurtful loss England had, we went to MOA and had lunch at Ruby Tuesdays. After that we went to the Puma clothing store and I went to Lake Wobegon USA, and bought a mug. After that we went to B&N and looke around. I saw one of my old managers from B. Dalton that worked there now and talked to her for a while. I told her about the game and then this older guy with a grey mustache came over and wanted to know who one. I told him and he said " Oh god, my niece just flew in from England, and she doesn't know how the game went,I guess i have to break it to her gently". When he said that he sounded kind of panicky. After we left the mall I went to Walmart and bought a laptop power cord, because mine crapped out. That was my weekend so far.