Horseshoes and Hand grenades.

Greetings.

        (I chose this photo to make a point of how bad this man's form is.  And he has a funny hand...)

So today, I didn't really do much.  This blog will most likely be brief since, like I said just one sentence before this one, I didn't really do much. She Who Will Not Be Named took Jolly White Giant and I, along with the little ones, to her friend's House Party.  While the party was full of a bunch of nurses, I still managed to find something to do to pass the time.  Play Horseshoes.  Turns out, there was a Horseshoes tournament going on at the party and, by randomly playing horseshoes, I entered myself.  Oh great.  On the line: $71.  $5 to get into the tournament, but, because I am not yet an adult, I was free.  Winning.  My partner for the game was this middle-aged woman from LA.  She knew her horseshoes.  We actually one our first game (15-4) but the quickly lost our second (3-15).  So no $71 for me.  But I can throw a wicked curve shoe.  Long drive back to the house hold dwelling, pizza, and a new TV show on TNT called "Falling Skys."  Great show!  Deep in story.

Well my friends, it is almost 1:00am and I need to sleep.  I apologize for the lack of Guido photos but I promise to have one tomorrow.  So, to keep with the ending my blog with a song, I bid you adieu.