Spiders (the real truth)

Spiders are very interesting creatures, that come in many shapes, sizes, and colors. They can be friendly or very aggressive. Some are harry and some are slimy. I personally have not found any that I can say I like!
  They call this arachnophobia, and that is what I would consider myself. I just like smashing them, that way I know I will never encounter that little creature again.
  Safety first, I have heard that the colorful spiders are the spiders that you have to be cautious of, this meaning that they are poisonous. If you encounter a spider, smash his ass! That way I don't have to find him in my shoe or some odd place. If you are one of those spider lovers, take his ass home with you! Thanks
  A piece of advice for my dear outdoors friends that like walking threw the woods, always carry a stick to swipe threw the air in front of you is a good idea. Those little creatures tried putting me in a cocoon one time, nearly shit. Don't know what that crazy little critter was thinking. Anyway, this does work, nothing like swarming like a little girl in the woods in front of your girl or your friends. Although I would recommend always caring a stick, alone or not alone.
  There are very few good spiders and a good spider to me is a dead one! An old acquittance once told me that he had a pet spider in jail or the mental institution or some damn place. His name was YoYo. Well, that is pretty creative, I will give him that! I guess you would have to be crazy to like spiders.
  I will attach a link to check out some very interesting spiders, I will guarantee a laugh! Good Day!

COOK WITH CLASS!

In this blog I would like to talk about cooking. I would like to stress the healthy living that good home cooking can bring. You not only get a great nutritious diet and a great meal, you get to share it with the people that you care most about. I have experienced how cooking can keep a family close and out of harms way by the nurturing hands and kindness of a great family.
  I personally like Italian food and would rather have that than any other cuisine. There are many great Italian recipes and I will include a short but awesome one just for you and your family. My grandfather has supplies this for my use and I will now share it with you, it has been passed down through many generations straight from his mother kitchen in Sicily. Hope you enjoy! I will not include it in this post but, I promise you I will reveal a great recipe in the near future to all my great followers. Thanks allot for your attention and I will enjoy communicating with you for many moons to come. Have a great week!

Play it

       For as long as I can remember I always wanted to play the guitar, when I was nine years old  I got My first guitar and have been playing every since. Playing music is a lot of fun and their is always a song to play no matter what the situation, or what kind of mood your in. Sometimes if I just want to relax and get my mind off of things that are bothering me I just grab my flat top and start strumming Dust in The Wind by Dillon or What I Got by Sublime. If I am Sad I might play something by Willie Nelson, George Jones or some other old cry in your beer classic country. If your just clowning, you can always make people laugh by playing the Rodeo song or Dear Penis by Rodney Carrington. I take my Guitar with me almost every where I go, I like this time of year, my friends and I all have bond fire parties and sit around the fire with our flat tops, bongo drums, banjos, and harmonicas. We sit around till all hours of the morning drinking beer and playing music. Theirs something about the way the way the sound travels through the cool crisp night air that's really nice. I think every one should play some kind of musical instrument, its very relaxing and a lot of fun.

Smallies

      It's a beautiful sunny day in fall, the leafs are quivering in the trees, ripples are shimmering across the water, and the sun is shining bright on my face. Were on the upper Meremec river near Sullivan Missouri in Meremec State Park getting ready to put in for a nine mile float trip. We have the cooler iced down with frosty cold budweiser, honey glazed ham, longhorn Swiss cheese, fresh french bread, and dill pickle potato chips. Fishing poles in hand we are ready to set sail, dragging the canoe, rocks scraping across the bottom, cold water across our toes, cool breeze on my face. We climb over the side and push off a float.We start tossing our little white grub leurs towards the bank and at the little twirling eddies where the fish like to hang out. Then suddenly one grabs my hook, by the sound of my line pulling out of the reel I know its a nice one, I get him in close and then he pulls it back out, after doing this three or four times I get him in the boat . He is a magnificent small mouth bass, brownish blue in color, with little round red colored eyes, and  a sleek strong body. A few minutes later Grandpa cathes one , we are catching them left and right. We allways have a rule of no beer un till one of us catch a fish. I open the ice chest and toss gramps a cold one, he pops the top and it echos across the valley like a shot in the dark, what a beutiful day says grandpa as the sun glares off his round bald head. We float ahead a little ways to where the shore protrudes out in to the river, theres a nice gravel beach, and some nice shade trees, grandpa says lets stop here for a bite to eat. We pull our canoe ashore, get out our honey ham, longhorn Swiss, french bread , and have a sandwich on the beach. After lunch we shove back off to catch some more smallies, its now the heat of the day and the only thing were catching is a buzz, so we set our poles down for a couple of miles and relax. Then grandpa gets up to grab a beer and falls into the river,half tipping the boat taking me with him, the water is ice cold, and only about two or three feet deep, we both stand up refreshed and laughing, reluctant to see the only thing missing from the boat is us. We pull the boat to the side and get back in. It is now closing in toward the end of our trip, the sun is starting to go behind the trees, and it is prime time for fishing. My first cast flys towards the bank and lands in a tree, as i look over at grandpa and he's reeling one in, with a huge smile on his face. He says; there not up there kid. After getting my leur out of the tree we catch about six more, we are ready to call it a day. The water now looks like a sheet of glass.We pull up at our take out, gather our things and get ready to head home, after a beutiful day of fishing.

Back to school

Hello everyone my name is Erik.  I am a thirty year old college freshmen attending South Western Illinois College. I am trying to acquire my associates degree in Industrial Electricity for a job opportunity I was offered. I have not been to school since 1999,and this is all really new to me.Before this I was a forklift operator for a large lumberyard,and a bartender three nights a week for about ten years. It was a good experience in my life, and a whole lot of fun. I now work at Carmines Steak House in downtown St. Louis while attending school. This is only my second week of school,and one of my first assignments. Week one was a little bit overwhelming but expected.  I knew this would not be easy, I am excited to be learning  new things in English ,math for electronics,and a lot about computers. These are all skills I will be using for the rest of my career,and a lot of it is really fun. I am also looking forward to meeting a lot of new people through out the next couple of years,and getting as much out of this experience as possible.When I acquire my degree I will be applying for a job as a relay technician.