This post brought to you by TIME, in more than one way.

Sorry for the extra late post. My comp. has been down at home and I’ve been at training so I couldn’t use the one at work. On top of that this week has been busy and this weekend is looking like its going to be crazy. So last weekend where to start. Well I think I will start with my book. I got it sometime last week and I can guarantee everyone reading this and a number of people who aren’t all ready know which one I’m talking about because I have been discussing it with everyone. The book is called “From Eternity to Here: A Quest for the Ultimate Theory of Time.” By Sean Carrol. Probably the most fascinating piece of information to date is this: We all know that according to Einstein’s theory of relativity time slows as you get faster. Well in real life experience, because the satellites travel at a slower speed (Free fall verse being pushed by the earth’s rotation) the clocks on them have to be adjusted by 38 microseconds a day because they actually run faster than ours. Isn’t that just fucked up? Anyway, on to what I actually did last weekend. We start on the day before the weekend. Tiffany’s grandma came and took us out to Texas Roadhouse, fun times. Well on Friday I actually don’t remember what I did and facebook was no help. I think mostly we talked which is always cool. Saturday though we went to a barbeque in Muncie at my father in laws, amazing ribs, a few arguments that were way below my intelligence level, and more “gifts.” (If you wanna know why its in quotes ask me in person.) then that night for no “raisin” we went over to Nate and Irina’s for the first time in like two months to play games. Then the next day we went to a barbeque in Muncie (huh De Ja Vue) at my mother in laws house, good corn. But first we went to an amazingly fun Brunch at the Original pancake house where we gave mother her mothers day appropriate gift of Sodium Acetate. Extra Good Times, even if they didn’t get us everything on time because some woman was inconsiderate enough to be having a baby. VHEMT. Then the night was topped of with animation domination. Sunday nights are so depressing, knowing that you have work early the next day. Well Everyone sorry that this post was so insanely long. The next one will prolly be as bad. (Does it just annoy the piss out of everyone that I use the non-existent word prolly?) Anyway. Friday night is nearly here. Take it from me, drive fast, take chances, die young, and make a pretty corpse.