TIME TO WET YOUR WISTLE

about a month ago my cousin Anna my friend chuck and my self went to great-lake the naval base in Chicago. it was to see one of our good friends Cody Murray who just graduated from basic. we arrived the Thursday before and stayed at the local Holiday inn. after a long ride we ordered some pizza and hit the sac (no homo). we woke 5 am and got ready and got some breakfast we took the shuttle at six to the base. we had some weird taxi driver in a Hyundai.


what a guy handsome fella huh? haha any way he was pretty legit. all we had to do  was call him and he was there. the graduation went smoothly. it was hella long but it was good.

we got to spend the day with him we went to the mall then to the hotel to swim. and after a sad goodbye it was time to head to my sisters house. i havent seen her in awhile so we decided to stay with her the rest of the week.we took it easy the first night got some diner and caught up with the fam. while we were talking we decided it'd be cool if we visited a micro-brewery they had up there called "two brothers". they had a tour at 2 in the afternoon and tastings after that. 

this is us during the tour we got a quick shot of me and chuck in front of one of the oak tanks. the tour was pretty sweet we learned the the guys who started it actually were two brothers and while the older one was studying abroad in Italy and Germany for his degree in some kind of landscape or something like that he  realized how he really enjoyed the beer there and when he came back he brewed it himself and boom one day it just became what it is today. being the second largest micro-brew in Illinois.   

these were our sample beers the they had anywhere from a pale ale to an amber to a dark ass beer they called Cain and Able.i have always loved to cook because it just  kind of k=clicks with me. i understand the flavors and what goes together and what dosnt and with my brother in law starting to make his own home brew i think that brewing beer is just like the coolest thing ever now even to the point to were i have looked up brew master schools, there is actually a brew school in Chicago and as of now i cant really decide what i want to do for a living so who nos maybe one day you can visit my brewery the 618 brew haus. haha i dont know im just spit ballin here.

scar face

in October of 2006 i was like any 12 year old and was out side and well playing with fire. my mom came out to check on me and then proceeded to tell me i was going to hurt myself i told her all i wanted to do was have a bonfire. so she said OK go get some fire wood. well i found a huge limb that had been stuck by lightning in a storm a few months back and i figured it would be perfect. i gripped the end like handle bars trying to pull it the rest of the way off the tree. it snapped right were my fingers were and flew up hitting me in the face. now i insited i was fine but my mom made me show here like all moms do and when i pried my hands from my face that's when panic set in.... my hands were covered in blood my neck was a nasty red mess which ran into my blood colored shirt....she rushed me to red bud regional they cleaned it and wrapped me up and told me that there was no more they could do i would have to go to st. Elizabeth's to see a plastic surgeon. i was supposed to go in the ambulance but i for some reason didn't i don't no if i was scared or what but we ended up just driving there in my moms car when we arrived we still had to wait , when the doctor came out he stated that "one parent is allowed in the room." so my dad having the stronger stomach went in with me. it went smoothly and a few hours later i came out all together i had 86 stitches that included stitches on the inside of my mouth stitches that connected my tissue back together then the stitches which you could see on the outside.
i eventually got back at that tree limb and burnt that mother down.