I AM NOT PLAYING CHECKERS WITH JOSHIE

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   We had the supa sick chance to drive around a tractor to help us dig some holes with the auger it had attached to the back. We were out for about 3 hours total swinging around this tractor and almost hitting the house a few times. But I was able to get my boots dirty and listen to country for the whole time and physical work never felt like so much fun.

   Let me tell you about this MF. You may have seen the video of Elder Allred smoking our air vent with a pillow but there is a good reason behind it. Day 1. We get home around 9:40 ish because the dinner appointment went a little long so we were only late by 10 minutes. We get home and just crash on our beds after a long day and after putting up with Joshie cheat during checkers for an hour and a half. Then we hear it. Chirping. At first it sounds like a squeaky vent but then it becoms louder and more clear. Its a cricket. Stuck in the vent. We open the vent and check around after smacking the vent pretty firmly (not damaging it this time) and see a dead cricket so the job is done. We can sleep. Day 2. Yeah right we aint sleeping. We get home again after a draining day again we hear it. Chirping. There is no way that another one got in. So we open it up again and it goes quiet. Am I really a scizho? I am tripping out of my mind. No, it picks up again. So that is when Allred does the full force pillow swing. Making him go silent once and for all. Day 3. Hes still alive. Lots of death threats and rummaging around in the air duct later we give up. Day 4. Allred has lost it. He goes in and tears everything out for about 30 minutes. Then we find him. When I banged on the vent the first time it scared him into the frame of the vent. Then when Allred hit it with a haymaker he then got pinched into that spot and couldnt leave. So we gave him what he deserved. We slowly cut into him and burned him before drowning him. I hate crickets.

    After that eventful story. Im still trying to write music but have hit a roadblock with my limitation of technology. I need a beatpad and a production software because I cant overlay my ideas all over eachother at once because my brain just wont let me. Fun Fact, I cant sing while playing the guitar. It just doesnt work. But I need something to lay it all together so I can work out the kinks and make it sound awesome. But I have lots of ideas brewing and in the cannon I just need that jump of tech and then Ill produce like crazy. Still think of a name to go by 

   Remember that dude who gave me somw swaggy clothes. He wanted us back. Then we got even more swaggy clothes. So I didnt grab too much this time. Just some basketball shorts and 2 hoodies. Which ill probably send home because they are too swaggy to wear in South Texas. Im sorry did I say swaggy? I meant insanely hot. The temps are climbing over 100 every single day and there is no sign of stopping. Its too daggum hot. I need a good ol Utah Winter. Heck, even the spring gets colder than the winter here.

   Not too much happened this week but Im trying to be more consistent with what I write so yall can have something to do

   Im hungry

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