Beer Run

I was on CNN’s website a little earlier today and read one of the funniest stories in my life.

Four inmates escaped from jail last Thursday night in Rogersville, Tennessee and went to get beer. Then they went back and partied with the other inmates.

Okay…let’s start going over the things that scream “What Happened?”

First…according to the story, the “cell block doors…were left unlocked and a faulty control panel failed to alert jailers.” So that explains how the inmates got out of the cell block. Next, two of the inmates “walked out through a fire exit, leaving the door propped open with a Bible, and made a hole in the exercise yard fence.” That brings up a load of questions, such as “Why aren’t jail fire exits like most other fire exits in that they alarm if opened?” (especially if this is a JAIL) Another question could be “HOW DID THEY GET TOOLS TO CUT A HOLE IN THE FENCE?”

Okay…so two inmates walked to a store and got some beer. Then they went back to the jail and shared it with some of their prison buddies. Then…if that wasn’t enough, two other inmates went and got some more beer from a different store when their first run-alcohol ran out. The last paragraph of the story reads “the store visits did not raise alarm because the inmates were wearing street clothes borrowed from other prisoners. The crowded jail does not have enough orange jumpsuits to go around.”

So how did the guys get the MONEY FOR THE BEER?

“Do not take life too seriously. You will never get out alive.” — Elbert Hubbard

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Memories

I should finish cleaning the downstairs area of my house today (this is my area). It includes my office and the tv room, so why wouldn’t you think I should be responsible for it? It’s been a long time coming now and I’m finally ready to get it done.

I found some letters from friends from the past eight years. Some from those I met in BSU Choir at Samford during my college years, others from camp friends I met during my “Camp Tour” across the country in 1998 and 1999.

It’s amazing how reading these old letters lifts my spirits — even if the simple fact that I still have letters from 1996 proves that I am a major pack-rat. I haven’t talked to some of these people in years, yet I still remember the good times that we had. I miss the friendships that I had forged. If I had money I would take Sarah and be a year-round Wanderer to different camps and places in the country.

I would never trade any of the friendships, short or long-lived, that I have made over the past twenty-five years. Friendship with others is what makes us who we are. It affects our good moods, bad moods, good and bad times, lonely times, and reminiscent ones like the one I’m having now. For a person to be nostalgic enough to want to go back to those times is, in my opinion, an error in judgement. That would change who you are right now. I want to improve on who I’m going to be — but changing who I am right now would suggest that God put the wrong path in front of me somewhere in my life. I don’t believe that He would do that. He puts multiple paths, yes, but none of those are wrong ones, in my opinion.

I know that I probably confused most of those who read this (which is probably a total of four people). Suffice it to say — I cherish my memories — but they are exactly that — Memories. It is up to God and myself to forge ahead and choose how I am to go on from here.

“Often the test of courage is not to die but to live.” — Vittorio Alfieri

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Get Your Butt Off the Road

I created a new category just for this entry. Griping.

I drove to Huntsville today to visit my parents for the Fourth. Once again, I notice that smokers throw their cigarette butts out the window.

Here’s the Wanderer’s Question of the Day:

If you don’t like the cigarette butt in your car when your done with it — what makes you think we want to see it litter the road? Take it home and dispose of it like you’re supposed to. If you don’t like the smell of it, then you may want to reconsider smoking in the first place.

Okay…I’m better now that I got that off my chest. Happy July 4th! Safe driving!

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If I Only Had Some Money…

It has rained almost every day for the past two weeks. It’s enough for…me to strongly consider buying an XBox. Not just for being able to play more games…but for the possibility of playing Halo 2 when it comes out in a few months.

I’m normally a pretty calm person…but even I need to get some aggression out periodically. I usually do that by shooting evil aliens (who, by the way, started shooting at me first) and throwing some pretty powerful grenades.

And don’t even get me started about how much fun I have with the sniper rifle. Let’s just say that when I do have that wonderful weapon in Halo…I usually don’t take much damage since I clear out 75% of the area before I even officially walk into it.

Maybe my wife will give me half of the money for the XBox for my birthday next month, and I’ll work a weekend or two for some overtime to get the other half…then I’ll reserve a copy of the Special Edition of Halo 2.

Some people would never believe that I’m 25 years old with a wife, two dogs, a cat, a house, and a car payment. And a birthday wish for an XBox.

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