Hey all! Well i had an interesting day yesterday. I got up early (Twice actually. See previous post). 4:30 A.M. As my Uncle Ronnie once said, that's an 'UnGodly hour.' Anyway, we drove into town and helped set stuff out for the sharing ministries garage/yard sale. When we got there, Doug was immediately like a kid in a candy store. So many things to look at and peruse. Well, we got everything set out that we were supposed to, and i picked out a couple of movies to buy. I got "Support Your Local Sheriff" and "Support Your Local Gunfighter" for $1 combined. Good price. Support Your Local Sheriff is a really great movie. Support your local gunfighter is not nearly as good, but hey it's only a dollar right? I'm just gonna leave them here in the library when i leave. Anyway, so after setting everything out for the sale, we went and picked a truckload of watermelons to sell. That was pretty fun. I got to use some knowledge that my mom imparted to me when she sent me to SafeWay for a watermelon one time. If you knock on the watermelon and something knocks back, you've got a good one. Yes, that was a joke. But if you knock on it and it sounds hollow, you've got a good one. Rather backwards if you think about it. Anyway, so we got back, i payed for my movies, and we left. We were just getting out of town when Sara called. She wanted to know if we wanted to come hang out with her and Megan. So Tim dropped us off and Megan and Sara came and picked us up. We spent the day going to garage sales, a barber shop so Doug could get his hair buzzed, and walmart and the dollar store and stuff. Fun, fun, fun. Anyway, when we finally got back, Alan wanted to know if we wanted to go fishing. Well i hadn't gone in a long time and so i thought it'd be fun. So we went. Now Alan is a really good fisherman. In fact, he teaches some classes on fishing. He incidentally is also my only real defense against the people here who are democrats. He's a conservative republican like me. Anyway, we went and i caught two fish and he caught two. Fun stuff. On the way back to the base, we saw the horses that had gotten out of a local pasture because of a broken fence. Well we decided we'd better try to get them back in, and so we tried. Unsuccessfully. We got them very very close at one point, but then one of them bolted and nearly killed himself. Anyway, we decided to quit fooling with them because they weren't ours and if the owner didn't have anyone to contact in such a situation, that was his fault. Well we got back to the base and found out that we knew the combination to his gate. So we went back, easily got the horses inside the gate (We'd been trying to get them back through the broken place in the fence), put them back in the pasture they'd been in, and repaired the fence as best we could. So that was kinda fun. But kinda freaky too because it was night and these horses had decided they were wild again. Which is weird because they are trained show horses! So yah, fun stuff. I have to go to church now. TTYL. God bless.