Busy Friday...

Forgot to post about this last night...



Yesterday was quite a day for sure. First, every Friday in P.E. (4th period) we have free day in the pool. So I got to do some wicked jumps off the diving board...



DETOUR:



At our local recreation center pool, they just took out the diving boards they used to have, so the next two or so Fridays are the last times I'll be using a diving board for a while!



-END OF DETOUR-



Just next period, after lunch, we had our yearly (it's supposed to be done every semester, but we didn't get around to that this year) fire evacuation drill. It was basically like a normal fire drill, except after walking out to parking lot (all 1,000 students/faculty/staff/etc.), we THEN walked all the way to Cheney Stadium (which is just next door to our school). I was glad I left my stuff in the classroom, because (1) It was hot outside, and (2) It was a bit of a hike getting there (and back).



Less than an hour later, I was picked up by my Mom to go up to a going-away party for one of her co-workers, with whom I've been buddies with since I was 6 years old. We were always calling each other "gross-out buddies", since we used to always sing about gross stuff, and stuff like that. But, for the sake of those with weaker stomachs, I'm not going to recite one of those songs...

Finally, at 8:00, Kaylee and I went roller-skating. I participated in the boys' skating race done every half-hour, just me and another guy my age. I lost to him, but I got a prize for participating: a coupon for a small soda, and the guy who won actually shook my hand and said, "Good game."

We got home at 10-something, after stopping at DQ for some Dilly Bars, then I spent the rest of the night being useless. But hey, isn't that what Friday nights are for?

Andrew Brinkerhoff, out.

I'M ON FIRE!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Today in 3rd Period, Auto Maintenance, we went back into the shop to finally do some actual WORK (No more computer assignments!).

Our new section in the curriculum is using a cutting torch, sort of like this one:

Believe me, I wasn't too brave this time, being the 4th or 5th person to give it a shot, but I still did all right, and cut a piece of metal off of a big chunk of it. What was really weird is how the metal turned to liquid as I got in close and pressed the trigger.

That's all for today. Mr. Brinkerhoff has left the building...

No Shave for 2 Weeks...

For a while now, I've been shaving regularly. I was curious what would happen if I went for a while without shaving...

So, starting two Thursdays ago, I went without shaving for a week (ending last Thursday), then I thought that wasn't enough, so I went for ANOTHER week.

So, yesterday was my 2 week anniversary of the day I stopped shaving (the crowd goes wild), and this is what I looked like:

Just to show what a difference this non-shaving period made, here's some pictures of what I looked like after I shaved a few minutes after the above pictures were taken:

So, it looks like 2 weeks of shaving DOES do something. I wonder what would've happened if I had done it for a month...

Andrew Brinkerhoff, signing off... and SHAVEN!

My Most Epic Bike Ride Yet...

Hey everyone! Sorry it took so long to get a post up...

I've ridden all over the place on my bike, but last Saturday I did my biggest ride ever...

I've already ridden to a small town named Steilacoom twice, and both times I was gone about 3 hours (1.5 hours to get there, 1.5 hours to get back). This time I went further, going into FORT LEWIS and riding for another 40 min., I believe, until reaching the intersection of Steilacoom-Dupont Rd. and Center Dr., as seen in the map below...

The whole ride took about 4.5 hours total, and was 26.4 miles long. Dad told me a marathon is 26, so I guess I just took a marathon bike ride!

Brinkerhoff, signing off.

Party in the Bathroom???

Something I saw today in the boy's bathroom was a nice diversion from an otherwise pretty boring day.

I walked in, about to put in my elastics (for my braces) and about 6 boys were in there, but they weren't going 1 or 2. They were spashing water around from the sink, and shouting like morons. I felt like telling them to get out unless they were going to go (after I got hit with water), but I was quick to put in my elastics and get out of there.

Just something I thought I'd post about, since I haven't for a few days. Oh, and...

Senor Brinkerhoff, firmar.