Mexican americans….

…don’t like to get up early in the morning
but they have to… so they do it real slow.

Mexican Americans love education so they go to night school
and take spanish… and get a B.

Today after a disapointing cross country race Brian had some of the cross country folk over. They ate pizza, I ate breadsticks. Everyone lit bottle rockets. Except this Daniel kid who I guess is deathly frightened by them, as can be seen in the first photo (look closely). After nearly giving Brian’s dog a heart attack we were forced to emigrate, so we decided to head on over to Idaho. Daniel doesn’t believe that just by walking a mile and a half down the creek that we’ll end up in Idaho. He was, of course, wrong. It looked a lot more idahoish during the summmer before they cut down all the wheat, corn, potatoes… People in Idaho aren’t that nice though. They set up death traps to see that you don’t tell the others about the secret farms right down the street that they never knew existed. They also saw that their attack dog was to keep us out for good by making it follow us all the way back home. Twas a fun day. Makes me angry that winter is arriving so rapidly. But on that note, I get my license in… 1 1/2 months?

And a nice animation of Daniel perhaps?