Posted by sam at August 9th, 2005
Don’t ask me what it means, because I don’t know. I spotted this sign on the way back from Santaquin where I took Kristen on our date tonight.
First we went to Chili’s, even though John said never to go to Chili’s on a date because it is lame and should only be used as a last resort. Well whatever - Kristen has only ever been once, and I had a gift card - so Chili’s it was.
After Chili’s we went to the hole and dropped down a few incendiary devices. It was cool. Kristen claimed that it was the coolest place she had ever been, and the best date she had ever been on, and that I gave her the best nickname she ever had (wendybird).
It was a great adventure. I took her back up to the camp where she works and drove the alpine loop again and listened to the garden state soundtrack.
Wonderful.
I don’t even know if you could call it a surgery, it was so minor. I had a mole removed from the back of my neck (eww), and a strange bump removed from my right index finger. They sent it in for testing.
The experience was pretty cool, actually. I was expecting more pain, but felt almost none. They hit each spot with a local pain killer and just sliced away. I didn’t even know he had done my neck until he said he was done. What’s weird is that I could feel everything around it just fine.
I was expecting some more pain when the drug wore off, but so far have had almost none. Oh the miracle of modern medicine. Pretty freaking sweet.
Anyway, since I know you all wanted to see it, here is crappy pictures of my new craters:
blurry conclusive proof that aliens exist!
