This past Saturday, I went fishing at Montebello which is a fishing and camping resort located in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Montebello was probably about an hour and forty minutes away from Richmond and its a pretty laid back spot. I also got a chance to see their fish hatchery which are used to raised rainbow trout and the hatchery is enormous. When the rainbow trout are fully grown they are taken out of the hatchery and used to stock the pond which visitors to Montebello are able to fish from. Fishing is free but the catch to that is that you have to pay for all the fish you catch by the pound and you cannot release any fish back into the pond once they are caught. I got there about 3'ish in the afternoon expecting to catch tons of fish but to my surprise I caught only one in a three hour span. The little kids all around me were pulling trout out of the pond by the truckload and I could only watch. But the trout I had caught was about two pounds and when the hook caught, it was deep inside of the fish. I tried my best to get the hook out from inside the fish but it was no use, the fish ended up dying a painful death in my hands.

Flavaa Flaaav!

3-16-2009 11:32pm

I was lucky enough to spend my entire spring break in Las Vegas with my family and my girlfriend. The second day there, we were sight seeing while walking the strip and we came across the one and only Flavor Flav. At first, we were just minding our own business and walking the strip which seemed to drag on forever and then I heard someone in the crowd yell out "Flavaaa Flaaaav!!" My eyes quickly glanced around and skimmed my surroundings until I finally spotted him. He was wearing his usual attire which consisted of an oversized-clock dangling from his neck to remind people how important time is. When I spotted him, he was just casually walking around with one of his many kids. I could tell that he was starting to get flustered with the mob of people following him around and watching his every move. Unlike the other people, I decided to mind my own business and let him be and I walked into the Coca-Cola factory with my family. While browsing around the store we saw Flavor Flav again and my brother came up with a brilliant idea. His plan was to trade a teddy bear book bag which he had won at one of the stupid arcade games to Flav's little boy in return for a picture with Flav. My brother decides to act upon his stupid plan and chased Flav up the escalator to offer him his ultimatum. Needless to say, he was shot down instantly by Flavor Flav who was remorseless.

My sunday

It was Sunday night and it was snowing heavily. I was looking out the window in amazement because my brother Brian always told me that snow never accumulates in Richmond for whatever reason. The moment the last snowflake hit the ground my roommates and I were already rushing outside to explore this new found winter wonderland. After beaming a couple of perfectly packed snowballs at each other, my roommates and I came to the conclusion that the fresh snow was perfect for rolling snowmen. The base of our first and biggest snowman was accumulating rapidly and getting way too heavy for just one person to roll. It took four guys to push the base of the snowman to where we wanted it and it was quite exhausting. After about two hours of building snowmen, the finished products were a nine and six-foot tall snowman accompanied by a mini-snowman. We all went to bed peacefully and content that night, oblivious to what was happening throughout the night. To our horror, we woke up in the morning to the scene of the mini-snowman murdered with its head punched clean off t and to a six foot-tall snowman toppled over crying out for help.