Mr. CLean, Mr. Clean

Holly Hell what a day. Remember what 1145 used to look like, well totally forget about that because it now looks sanitary. today we rented a carpet steam cleaner from wally world. I decided to take on the job of being stanley steamer. The floor is nice and clean, the kitchen is clean, and my bathroom is clean. I feel like a Desperate housewife.

Enough of that talk, yesterday was such nice weather it was definatly in the 50s for awhile and not that windy so the real one and i did a record pased bayfield- ignastio (record pase for us during base). Today on the other hand we where not as blessed, I awoke to flurries outside and snow accumulating on the ground. I was only lacking one hour to fulfill this weeks total, so i decided to not ride. Instead of riding i did the cleaning thing.

Last but not least last night when i went grocery shopping i forgot my credit card when i was checking out so i told the cashier i would be right back. when i went running out to my car i noticed a blonde haired punk trying to rip my grill off of my car so i yelled and began to sprint after the kid but he had a good distance on me so i couldn't catch him. His friend was parked in a silver a4 just like mine far up in the lot in a good position to get away so you guessed it he also got away. Don't worry they never got my grill fully off. It fits on my car fine still but one of the tabs is broken. who would guess in Durango some little wankster would be trying to steal grillz.
later A Digga