So I was chilling at The Oakland Hotel, the guys house, having dinner. The night seemed long and dull. In serious need for spiking the plateau. We wanted a bonfire but we had no wood. There was this giant tv Dan had picked up for free and it didn't work. It was one of those oldschool tvs all set in a wood paneled case. So out came the ax, thus the night was saved. I've always wanted to know what the inside of a tv looked like! This one was about as tall as me and had three giant projectors as big as my face. We all took turns hacking it to bits, I seriously thought the thing was going to explode. It brought me back to the days I used to spend with the boys playing with gasoline. Sometimes you got to let loose. We get so caugt up in being an adult we walk around with this weight on our shoulders. It's not entirely nessesary. You don't have to be boring to be responsible... this may not be the best example thought. Sometimes you just have to chop things up and burn them ;-D
