by Michael W. Ollinger

Yesterday, I went whitewater rafting for the first time. It was a lot of fun, but now I face a dilemma; I would like to do it more, but I don’t like having to spend the money. Maybe I can find someone with the equipment…

The other day I saw a guy driving with his gas compartment door open (I am not exactly sure what to call that). Also, his gas cap was sitting right there in the rack. I didn’t know what I should do. I was on the highway. All I could do was hope that he realized that something was awry when he was losing gas at an astounding rate. I am proud to say that I have never left my gas cap off or my lights on. I have one time locked my keys in the car. That sucked.

My brother is turning 24 today. I am not giving him anything for his birthday. I am too poor. I hope he doesn’t take it personally.

Today, I am typing laying belly-down on the ground. My parents moved into an apartment, until they get their house built, so I here I am cooped up in this room. There’s a pool and a health club here. Maybe I’ll go out, and see what kind of sexy ladies I can pick up.

Today I got up at 10:30 and fooled around clear until 1:30, doing absolutely nothing very well. Many things have happened since anyone has last wrote to nothing, but I will not delve into them all here. Just one quick little anecdote at a time. Last Saturday, Bret, Bo (my brother) and I went bowling at the local lanes. It was enjoyable enough, but it was slightly odd. In an effort to curb loitering from people my age, there was a $10 cover charge to get into the building. My brother probably said it best, when he said that he would never hang out at the bowling alley. I did not see much sense in it either…