This is my 100th post

yikes, I've written a lot, huh?

Last night the Greeks were here and we put the fire pit to VERY good use. We had quite a fire going. We actually cooked some chicken on the fire, which came out perfect. It was made with lemon and pepper. They got in late, so we didn't eat until maybe midnight. Time matters less when it's light out. Afterwards we stayed around the fire and had some beers.

I'm sure everyone will have some idea of what I'm talking about here from their wild days. One of the worst things in the world is when you're up so late partying that it starts to get light out. It's like the world is saying, "quit while you're ahead, dumbass." Well that happened last night, but Because it doesn't get completely dark here it took us a while to figure out that it was starting to get light out. Tough life out here.