T Diddy :: Your Friendly Black Dentist

Yesterday morning, I woke up to a shopping bag full of cloths. I paid it no mind as I thought my wife went shopping on Sunday. I returned home after a full day of lectures and study group sessions to find out that the bag was for me. I learned her sister's boyfriend felt the urge to hand me down some cloths. At first I thought it was a nice gesture. However, the more I thought about it, it was quite silly and almost insulting.

Let it be know that I did not open the bag. Tracy was the one who pulled out the cloths one by one. In the bag was a wool sweater, size L (that is about 2 sizes too small). Their was a blue old fashion Nike sweatsuit top that was reminiscent of Stets-a-sonic. There were some other tops that I cannot recall because I was less than impressed. Heck there were even some black Nike Chris Webber socks. However, the best item was a "Sea World" Gilligan styled hat. What the.......?

Are you serious. Did this fool really think that I would were suck a garment? What goes in the mind of someone who hands down second-hand items to a 31 year old man? Do I give the impression that I am needy? Do my economical ways and status of being a student urge you to feel pity on me? Let it be know, I would never offer my Rams Jerseys to Mark simply because I do not wear them anymore. The only way I would ever do a thing like that is if Mark was naked, living on the street, and begging for living (Although, he would probably make more money). That gesture is almost insulting and I would expect Mark to slap the crap out of me. I would expect nothing less. Just because I live simply does not meant that I am in need. I choose to live the way I do because I choose too. I do not charity in the way of a Gilligan "Sea World" hat.

I cannot write anymore about this. I am getting more agitated. All I know is that for Christmas, that fool is going to receive a nicely wrapped "Sea World" hat accompanied with a joyful Christmas wish of, "Don't you ever think of giving me anything else," comment.

Last weekend, after a long week, my wife and I experience Intercourse for the first time ever. It was quite an experience and something that I have always wanted to experience. We have been talking about it for some time. We really wanted to see what the hype was really about. Why was it so fun? Why is it such a great thing to share with a special love one? Finally, last Saturday, Tracy and I decided to actually do it. We experienced Intercourse.

Intercourse is everything one would imagine. The town is one that is predominately Amish. It was quite a unique experience. We did not do any tours of houses to see how they live without electricity. We only drove around the towns, observing the green pastures and the architecture. We went to Farmer's Market to buy fresh veggies and fudge. I saw a "Homemade Root beer" sign. I wanted to stop on the way home, but Tracy was distracting me and I forgot. This is okay because Intercourse is less than 1 hour away. Next time, I will buy 5 gallons to bring home.

The great thing about Amish country is the fact that there are still modern amenities. Their are some great cheap restaurants and quality outlet shopping. The later is not for my sake. Although, I did find some great deals on dress shirts, shoes, and ties. The former is really for me. However, my wife loved both. I reckon that when we have our first out of town guests, we will drive to Lancaster to show them the one positive aspect about living in Pennsylvania. The only question is, who will that be after countless invitation rejections.