Drunk Mule

I spent a shitload of money this week trying to get prepared for my big weekend. I'm going backpacking down the Grand Canyon. I can't wait!!!! I seriously blew about $800 for this trip so it better be worth it. I've seen the Grand Canyon about 7 times already....so much that I can be a damn tour guide. It's a beautiful hole in the ground. But, I've never hiked down. I dunno. I'm excited and nervous at the same time. Lately I've been having nightmares. I had one nightmare that there was 3 scorpions about to attack me in my tent. Oh - and they ran so fast! Yuck! Another dream was that I was outcasted from the group. I got in trouble for getting my mule drunk........so the group got mad at me and shipped me off blindfolded on my drunk mule.......kinda like Mad Max Beyhond Thunderdome. And, the latest dream I had was a rock falling on me. And I didnt want to cut my arm off (like that guy from Utah) and I was scared that if I did.........no man would go for me and that I'd never have sex again.

Anyways........so that's what runs through my mind when I close my eyes at night. Pretty intense and cracked out. I just hope nothing happens to me or my drunk mule. One thing I am looking forward to is that cute gym instructor that is coming with us on our trip. Hmmmmm..........you never know what's going to happen when you're out in the wild.




"Adventure is nothing but a romantic name for trouble."

- Louis L'Armour