February 27, 2009

ajirschele — Sat, 28 Feb 2009 20:04:51 +0000

February 16, 2009

ajirschele — Sat, 28 Feb 2009 20:01:31 +0000

January 31, 2009

ajirschele — Sat, 28 Feb 2009 20:00:28 +0000

Kelli and I help paint a mural!

January 23, 2009

ajirschele — Sat, 28 Feb 2009 19:59:25 +0000

January 19, 2009

ajirschele — Sat, 28 Feb 2009 19:58:25 +0000

January 10, 2009

ajirschele — Sat, 28 Feb 2009 19:57:16 +0000

January 1, 2009

ajirschele — Sat, 28 Feb 2009 19:55:25 +0000

February 7, 2009

ajirschele — Sun, 08 Feb 2009 00:13:14 +0000

Dont Mess With Me.

ajirschele — Sun, 25 Jan 2009 17:49:02 +0000

I’m giving this a go from my pod. Forgive lame typing should it appear.

Last night I had a dream that Jason and I were traveling through some remote mountan back country area. We needed food so stopped at the only place around.

To order you just had to ask for a meal. The options were “beef, pork & chicken”. Jason and I decided that we were starving so went with the chicken. Our first course was hot wings. We ate only a few. The second course was live baby chickens. They looked like some cross between chickens and grasshoppers. Other diners were squashing the chicks with closed fists and popping the flattened mess into their mouths.

I could not do it. Neither could Jason. We asked for our check and a box. I was planning to find some sort of home for the chicks.

Next, this mean looking guy walked in. He eyed us up clearly disapproving of our outsider status. He watched one of my chicks hopping on the table and could see I had no intent to squish it. The man pounded his fist near the chick a few times, laughed, looked me in the eye and smashed the little chick. He told me to smash one. Not wanting to tell this guy that I don’t eat meat I instead said that my meal was going to be boxed and I’d appresiate him leaving us in peace.

The man turned his attention to Jason who outed us as vegetarian. The man punched Jason in the face.

I stood up, put some money on the table and motioned for Jason to follow me out. The man stood to block us as did a few other patrons.

We tried to get around them but they continued to close in on us. The man reached for me and I shoved him to the ground. We again went for the door but he got up and grabbed at me. I grabbed him by the neck and shoulder and pushed him up againt the wall and pounded his head again the wall until he went limp.

We went for the door again and no one tried to stop us. We got to my van (I don’t know why I had a van) and began to drive away when the police showed up.

The police began to question why I was fighting rather than Jason. I told them it was because he had just had surgery so I was looking out for him.

November 4, 2008

ajirschele — Thu, 06 Nov 2008 00:00:57 +0000

Ambers Lens