I seen one of the most wacky things i have ever seen in my life today. I was driving to work and i came up on this truck pulling a trailor that had this huge barrel shaped container on it. It was painted down with nucular symbols and had the words "Stop killing the planet" and "call your congressman". The container was enormous, so it really stood out. In a way it made me proud to have freedom of speech. I drove up along side of this guy.. he looked no older than me and had the hugest grin on his face. I guess he knew how shocked people where at his joy ride down the 35 Interstate. I gave him the big thumbs up and peace sign and drove on past chuckling at the sight. Its amazing how forth right some things seem to us but the more we think about it the more it makes sence to get the word out about certain things. Just knowing how this one guy caught my attention makes me wonder how many others drove past and had the same thoughts and how many of them took it to heart. I sat at work today, sort of day dreaming about things and it came to mind of something id like to do one day. i heard that alot of freight liners that ship goods from country to country often take passengers with them. Makes me think what it would be like to be on a ship for over a month at sea not knowing what the destination spot will be like. It sorta struck me as a cool idea at the time but the more i think about it the more i think id rather just hop on a plane and skip all the bullshit waiting. Besides i think i would go nuts after a day or two of looking at nothing but empty ocean. I actually had a pretty good day today. Even had a chuckle when a friend of mine told me his friend read these journals and thought i was a fruit basket. I think if i where to sit down and explain all that is said in these they would make more sence, But wheres the fun in that? I kinda liked the idea she thought i was a mental case, in a way. As i see it everyone has there own view of things. Maybe i look at whats around me differently than most, or maybe its you that is reading what others say differently. hummmm.... makes you wonder doesn't it. A total lapse of impressionism? Back in high school there was one class i enjoyed more than any other.. Art of course. I loved to just sit there hours on end and just draw. Anything and everything that came to mind wether it was realistic or just a doodle of characters. I still have this one image i did of all my friends, i made them all into comic book characters on one sheet of 15 by 22 inches poster board. By the time i finished it it was a total collage', Those where back in the days when i had long hair and wore all black and never smiled. I think the only times i did smile was when i was with the 25 guys who where in the drawing. They always knew how to get a smile out of me. Some times i think if it wasn't for my friends back then It would have been hard to get threw adolesence. Times change and friends move away, but i think even they still think of all the parties and acting stupid some times. Its weird how when we where back in school we hated to be there and once we hit the real world we wish we where still sitting behind those smothering chair desks with our heads laying down behind a book doozing off hoping the teacher dont see you sleeping. I had this one teacher who packed a water gun. "If I catch you falling asleep in my class ill make sure you look like you took a bath" he used to tell us. Beleive me he would do it too.. I dont think i ever dared to test that theory. He was one of the best teachers i had "Mr Webb", was the only english teacher i ever had that actually made being there fun. Adeiu, "Mr Webb"..I wish thee well.