I have a memory that I am not sure if it is a memory or a dream.  From the content of it though, it has to be a dream.  It was at my parents' first house.  I woke up and noticed that I didn't have my blanket with me.  I walked down to the basement to get it.  My parents had this tall picture of Charlie Chaplain down there.  When I went down there, I either heard the picture talking or it moved or something.  I was frightened and ran back upstairs.  Weird memory.

In middle school I was always into blowing stuff up with Fireworks on the 4th of july.

I would usually go in my front yard and find old toys to stick bottle rockets in or various things around the house. I also would light them off insde of the drainage systems as well because it made loud noises.

One time, I attempted to light off about 25 saturn rockets, when a cop pulls up. I dont think they went off, or we probably would have gotten into trouble.

Anyway, the story I am meaning to post is in regard to an occasion where we were at Noel's House

When I was a freshman in high school Noel was still a senior. This was probally the last time Noel and I hung out a lot. It' s kind of a shame, but Noel did find the love of his life so I can't blame him. On this particular night I think Noel and I were coming back from one of his friends parties or something. There was this jerk off who was tailing us and flashing his brights. Neither of us recognized the car so we pulled of into this neighborhood off of Clarkston road where it's very curvy. The car continued to follow us untill we somehow ended up in a driveway. This guy gets out of his car and starts accusing us of egging his house or something along those lines. We had no ideal what he was talking about, but he was pretty pissed off. I'm not sure how we got out of the situation but he's lucky Noel and I didn't tag team his ass and show him that the Stalker boys can throw down. Noel you definetly have to remember this.

I am not proud to say but I have spent a couple hours in jail. My friends and I were visiting our good friend at Michigan State University. We started the night out at a house party that was kind of lame. After about three beers we decided to go back to his dorm room to hang out. On the way there I'm extremely lost driving around the campus, it gets kind of confusing. I end up turning down a one way street that wasn't labeled very well. Needless to say I get pulled over.

In my car there are two of my friends, Pete and Ajay. Pete is seating shotgun and for some reason the cop lets him go. Pete has been drinking a lot and is clearly underage. This didn't seem to bother the cop as he let him go with beer in hand. I go through all the sobriety tests and pass them with flying colors. When it came to the breathalizer that was another story. I blew under the legal limit but since I was a minor it didn't matter. They put the cuffs on me and set me nicely in the back of the squad car. I . . . Read More..

One time I went to Cedar point with my brothers friend Trevor Pretty and some other friends of mine. We all were riding in the Sky Ride chilling when suddenly someone had the great idea to spit off of it.

Well come to find out we hit a guy. I think we knew it at the time and we were laughing up a storm.

Once we arrived, those laughs turned to scared faces when the guy immediately comes storming at us.

My mom had no clue about it, for she was in the car ahead of us.

We were stupid and didnt think that our cars had numbers on them too.

Luckily nothing super bad happened other than some scolding.