New Orleans...

The other night Beka and I couldn't sleep, or at least i couldn't so i kept Beka up telling her random mission stories. There isn't a day that goes by that i don't think about Louisiana and the awesome people and experiences i had there. I wish i could write a book or something cause i cant imagine how crappy it would be forgetting the details that are still so fresh in my mind.

I kept a journal, but maybe not a comprehensive as i should have. I am going to start a blog, for my own purposes, going step by step through my mission dictated to the best of my memory with pictures, and when i am done i am going to have it printed and bound for historic purposes.

You can check it if you want, its not meant to get attention or to make you laugh even though most of it is hilarious.

Im not one of those stupid guys that dont tell stories of their mission cause they don't want to be "that" guy that always talks about his mission. Thats so dumb and if you are that way, you need to get a hold of yourself.

a little taste...