Lightning Does Strike Twice...

and so does: Duffy!! I had him on my flight for the second time this week. He was pretty polite both times. He's the only celebrity I've ever seen. His hair was long, not super long, but kinda gross.

And when I say lightning strikes twice, I just mean...by hitting any plane that I am in. I am fortunate enough to have had that experience twice now when most people have not even had it happen at all. Lucky me! Since it was not pouring rain and the wind was way under 50 miles an hour this time when we landed I got to go out and look at where it had hit us. It left a few marks along the side where it entered, kinda brownish marks, like it had been hot you know. The maintenance guy said it went out the tail and melted the lightning rod there.

IN OTHER NEWS!

I went the the original geocache, outside portland a few weekends ago, and ended up falling down a muddy hill. Oops. I was with some friends that were in town for the weekend, I had to go back to their hotel with them - a nice hotel downtown - with mud all over myself. I had a change of clothes, so don't worry!

Speaking of falling down, I fell down the stairs at my hotel last week and sprained my ankle. I could barely walk the next day. My ankle was swollen and bruised. Good job me!

My little brother is getting married next Friday. I can't really imagine him being a husband. It's a weird idea. I'm glad he's happy, and being around him and Megan a little more I can see that they're pretty functional together. I know he's looking forward to it. I can't see him wearing a ring though.