How I Eat Cake

    You may have noticed that I eat cake a little differently than you.  Chances are, however, that I have never eaten cake in front of you.  I only eat chocolate cake differently than your average ordinary every day kid.  I put it in a bowl.  And then I add milk.  That's right.  I eat my cake with a spoon.  Also, if you can find the Def Leppard reference, you win.  The reason that I mention this whole cake thing, is because I had a surprise birthday party thrown for me.  It was my first one.  There were three different types of cake, strawberry jello soda, chocolate, and tiramisu.  I was blindfolded, driven around town while listening to the Rolling Stones (my choice), and then my father carried me to my sisters front door, but not until after they went to 7 11 for beef jerky and a slurpee thing.  I got the coolest book ever.  All My Friends are Dead.  Read it.  Love it.
     On another note, today my brother-in-law, his father, and myself put the engine back into my truck successfully.  It took over four hours.  My truck is almost completely finished.  There is an oil/grease stain on my neck and there is oil and engine crap under my nails still, I can't get it out.  It's a 1990 Ford Ranger, and it used to be my dad's.  The only reason he gave it to me (for free) was because I was to pay for all of the repairs, which I will.  As soon as I have enough money.  The new parts were a huge money suck, but it's way cheaper than having a shop fix it up.  We saved a ton of money, and I learned all about my engine!