"No you haven't seen me naked!"

Travis is here.

Travis is Jim's old friend who comes out and helps out around here every weekend. The thing with Travis is that he fights with EVERYONE. Right now, he and Melanie are in the kitchen arguing about whether or not it's cold out or if it's just how "cold" her heart is. It's pretty hilarious. Early, we had a discussion about whether or not she's seen him naked. According to him, the answer is no, but seeing as Melanie has a bruise on her thigh, that looks like a deer tried to curb stomp her, from last weekend, I can only imagine what happened while they were both blacked out.

Right now is the first time I've really had time to collect my thoughts from the last few days, like how Thursday was one of the most hilarious off days I've had. It was like that episode of the Simpsons, where SideShow Bob keeps stepping on rakes, except I kept almost falling head first into patches of thorns while doing yard work. Or how the cougars kept trying to grab the sheers I was using, right out of my hands. Honestly, you'll have to ask me about that day in person, on the phone, whatever, because it was that ridiculous.

Today however, probably the most interesting things that happened is there was a poop fight between some of the volunteers while we were cleaning out cages, we made and wore ivy crowns(which may or may not have been poison ivy), and Jim took Melanie and I to a Rays game.

I'm not a big sports fan. I have to say though, if I'm actually watching any sport in person, then I get into it. Especially sports I used to play. The Rays' game was no exception. We lost, terribly, but it was a lot of fun to go to. Especially since it was raining outside. I didn't know you could cover a baseball stadium and still watch the game. And afterwards there was a concert being performed by some guy named Darius, who used to be in Hootie and the Blowfish. I don't particularly like the musical style that switches between ballads and faster ballads.

Anyways, apparently Travis is trying to educate me in music. We're listening to Ke$ha, Bon Jovi, Evanescense....and he didn't like Gogol Bordello. Plus, there is booze involved in this "musical education" session, so I need to get off before I say something I'll regret, good night.