Lazy summer days

I made some good bank working the state convention. Last night we were driving down 94 in pouring rain and lightning struck a transformer right next to us. It exploded in a huge hail of sparks, and at that moment we decided it was fate instructing us to go bowling at Minnehaha Lanes.

It's 6/6/06 and it's my dad's birthday. I am in fact Damien. Sorry, more updates later, perhaps tonight if you're good. Chairman Mao has promised to finally contribute some stuff this week, and in honor of that his icon has been changed to Aleister Crowley pouting.