Early we wasted time by driving across the street to Walmart. Smallmart. Smartmart. Fartmart. Fart in a mitten. Um it was too hot to walk across the street. We would have gotten heat stroke and the CLAP! So we played a cool game. Find the lowest priced item in the store. I won. Ha. I found a bottle of elmers glue for 20 cents, Mike found a flag for 25cents. On the way out I spotted a box of crayons for 10cents. So I won twice. Take it.
So we went to the play. There was a huge banquet. Lots of smoozing. Important peeps. Good food. Champain and KFed was there also. He is nice. Um the play, or actually musical was touching. It was her life story. Te Ata. She is a famous, kinda, performer, entertainer, actress. Performed on broadway and for presidents and royalty. Pretty good for growing up on a reservation in the middle of Ok in the early 1900s. She died a month shy of her 100th. Shoulda been there. Im not a critic so I wont say more. We left there and headed back to the hotel for some sleep. Hung out with the relatives till pretty late. Drinking some gin and juice. I tried to stop drinking after a few beers but twice I said, quote “no thanks” and she brought me two more anyways. Oh well. They were free. The hotel manager paid for them. I got kinda buzzed from dehydration and no eating. And I went and drunk dialed people. I felt young. Next day was short and we didnt do much more with the family stuff. We did some reunion like stuff and then bounced hardcore. We sweated a little bit and then headed to Oklahoma City. We saw the Federal Building memorial at the bombing sight. It was a nice memorial and the museum inside was sad. There was a recording of the explosion that gave me chills. And then I saw a ghost and sasquatch. Oh I read both sasquatch books I bought at least 6 times and talked to a guy next to me about them. I let him read a section in the book. He was inspired. And now will prolly spend the rest of his life searching the woods of alabama for footprints.
Then we went to the airport and left. Bye! There are more stories but my memory is limited and I am sleep deprived and tired, and tired after an early and long day of work. Back to life….back to reality. Name it. 20 fucks to whoever names it.

I dream dreams. See below.

I took this from the plane headed home to Sea above Houston. They are thunderclouds. They rain. I thought they were so pretty and puffy. Then it rained a little bit and we were delayed an hour on the runway. Twat.

Si mi vida va a continuar…sera por ti