I wish I were in Dixie, Hooray

9:44 PM   the Mount Ida, Arkansas

Hey guys I don't have any awesome pictures, or anything cool, really. There is a little guy from Honduras that I talk to in spanish sometimes, but thats about it. I have been taking out the trash for 6 days now and it gets better every day. Overview of my typical day

6:45 AM: wake up and drive food around camp

7:30AM: eat as much fiber as possible at breakfast so as to avoid death by constipation

8:00 AM: get in a crappy chevy pickup and pick up trash with a guy named Will Poly from Auburn

11:45 AM: go to bible study, scheduled for noon

12:03 PM: leave bible study to drive more food around

1:30 PM: eat lunch 

1:43 PM: eat dinner

1:45 PM: wish I was having "rest period like everyone else"

1:50 PM: resume picking up trash

2:29 PM: dump coke/skittles/root beer/powerade/little kid saliva/spiders/chili cheese sauce/napkin/daiper/sock/jelly/honey all over my legs after a trash can containing the listed items breaks while I carry it

2:30PM: laugh and be like "what the hell am I doing here, I should be in New Guinea"

3:30PM: finish trash run

3:31 PM: play NBA JAM on our 8 foot basket

5:00PM: set up some stuff including but not limited to Large inflatable bungee runs and velcro walls, haybails, little signs, tables, etc

7:02 PM: see a kid chaffing really bad because he has worn his swimsuit for 4 days straight

7:46 PM: watch Joe kill a poisonous snake with a log

9:00 PM: take down all the stuff we put up 4 hours earlier

11:00 PM: realize how hungry I am because dinner is 13 minutes after lunch here

11:21 PM: screw around with friends

12:12 PM: set my alarm

12:25 PM: Remember why I am here

12:26 PM: ZZZZZZZZ

      That's it. In conclusion, I have 2 odd connections that I have found

1) I met some girl that facebook stalked Rob Watson when we were in high school

2) I met one of Weezy's friends from high school, and yes everyone likes him as much as we like master wayne, and yes he is just as weird

All is well in Dixieland