Plenty of Rain

Well last Saturday I felt normal again. Five of us went to the cabin on Lake Winnebago which means “Stinky Water” in the Winnebago language. It was a fun weekend for us to hang out and get to know each other more. When we got there the sun was going down so we busted out the shakers, rattles and drums. We drummed until the sun went down. The neighbors poked there head out in curiosity to what is going on. Who went this weekend was Carl from phoenix, Ronny from Haiti, Marcel from Nigeria, and Octavio from Mexico. So we had quit a diverse group. Rony did some singing around the fire while a few of us pounded on the drums and dances. We went to the local grocery store up there. Remember this is a small town in Wisconsin. Octaivo whispered to me, “There is only white people in here”. I started laughing. Which of course he is right. Well that night we played this game which I can’t remember what it is called. There is a question that everyone had to answer. So you write your answer down and give it to the person who is going to try and guess everyone’s else’s answer. For example the question was, “If you had to get rid of a dead body? How would you do it? SO I wrote down I would chop the body into many pieces and fed it to pigs. Another person wrote down that they would put the body in a wood chipper. Of course all the questions were really out there which is what made it so fun. If felt I got to really understand the guys a lot more. After a while you can start to figure out who wrote what. But then again there was a person that surprised me everytime. We had a lot of laughs that night. Well our drumming that night brought the rain. Because it rained the whole time for the next two days. Marcel, Octavio and I went to High Cliffs state park and hiked around. The rain actually held off for 2 hours. It was nice to hike around and check out the Indian mounds s that is there. .

I just got assigned a 9-10 page paper on Socrates. . I think this is the hardest assignment I have received yet. Socrates at least to me always seems to change his mind. He will say the Soul never changes it has always existed and will always exist. Then you will read another one of his stories and the soul is changing because that is the only way we can better ourselves. That is why we do good acts to improve our soul thus the soul would change. I feel he is hard to write about because he is constantly contradicting himself. I feel the way he argues is circular. You just go round and round without ever getting a real descriptive answer.

Well I had a fast weekend in Minnesota. I took the Mega bus on Friday. I helped my friend Ryan destroy his deck and then do grout work in his basement, then tore down siding. He just bought a house. It needs work and I was there to help. He then treated me to a good German meal at Gasthaus for the work I did. Then next morning I met uncle Dew at Town hall brewery and we went to the Vikings vs. the Arizona Cardinals game. Vikings defense looked good. AP looked really good too. Ponder looked awful though. It was a fun game and atmosphere to be in. I love the noise inside the stadium and the Purple Viking jerseys everywhere. Many creative outfits with of course Helga horns on their heads. .Then after the game jump back on the Mega Bus back to Milwaukee. It was a fun weekend but now I have to get crackin on my philosophy paper.