NEEDS

Maslow's pyramid of needs seems pretty accurate to me because the basic things needed to live are at the bottom and as you go up, the things get more luxurious. I believe that i have succesfully completed the first level because if I hadn't then I doubt i would be alive. The things in the lowest level seem to be what you need to survive. Level two seems to be about health and safety. I like to think that I'm healthy althought i get sick at times just like every human being. I'm not employed but I think at this time in my life a job isn't something i absolutely need.

State Champs

We have wanted this since we were in Jr. High and finally the day came on Friday. At the start of the season, no one gave us any respect because because we lost a very good running back in Taylor Joehl. We weren't even ranked in the top ten. This was the driving force for the first couple of games. After beating up on Carrolton 49-13, we felt pretty confident.

Sweet Revenge!

Revenge is nice.

Conflict!

There has been many conflicts in my life but there is one that stands out more than the rest. One time me and a few buddies decided to go to Vegas because there girlfriends were getting on their nerves. I surprised them one morning with Wayne Newton tickets and they were stoked. Dave freaked out and peed in his pajamas a little bit because that is his all time favorite singer. I mean he idolizes him! After he got done running around in excitment, we went to get some breakfast. At the IHOP, I bet Adam that he couldn't eat ten pancakes without puking and he accepted. The wager was for ten bucks and i would buy his meal also. He put down five with ease but i cold tell by the look in his eyes that he was getting full and might puke. He ate two more very slowly as if he felt bad for eating all these pancakes when there are starving kids all over the world. There was no doubt in my mind that he was going to barf. I called for the waitress to bring a bucket, but I think she was ingnoring me. Finally I yelled across the restaurant, "IF YOU DON'T BRING ME A F***ING BUCKET YOU WILL HAVE TO CLEAN UP THIS MAN'S PUKE!" I tried to be polite at first, but i really didn't want a lap full of partially digested pancakes. Why he didn't just run to the bathroom I don't know. He just kept tryin to eat more pancakes which didn't help out at all. Just as she brought the bucket to our table he let it all out all over the waitress. She started bauling her eyes out and ran into the bathroom. We could have been nice and apologizes to the manager or whatever, but instead we just ran out of the restaurant. As we pulled out there were about three people outside shouting things at us.

Welcome

Welcome I'm Mark and I just started to blog. I've never done this before so i dont know how this will turn out. i hope this will be a good time so have a nice blog.