Well I'm at work right now. Last nights group meeting went well. Had more fun than not. ANyway, I got into work this morning and my phone goes off. My dear mother first tells me to wake up (I had told her that if I was to go home, I'd have to stay awake, BUT if I was to come to school, I could get about an hour of sleep before having to come to work). Anyway, too much info on my part. So, getting back to the phone call, I laugh and say I'm at work and then the most bazzar thing she has ever said trikles from her mouth. She said, "Can you write like a 4th grader"? Talk about bewilderment. My first reaction was to say, "What the f*ck!" But I held my tongue and asked why. She said a parent at her school asked her for information on the Mexican American War for her son. Now, I don't know how you go from "good morning" to "can your son write several paragraphs like a 4th grader for MY son".

So, I'm finding some online information regarding said war and to tell you the truth, I want to go to Mexico City now. Haven't been there in over 22 years. Can't say I remember much.

I came across los ninos heroes de Chapultepec (The children heroes of Chapultepec). Six boys from the military academy stationed at Chapultepec died at the battle for said castle. I came across a website that stated that a boy, so as the Americans wouldn't capture the Mexican flag, wrapped the flag around himself and leapt to his death from the a wall of the castle. Also, I came across La Batalon de San Patricio (St. Patrick's Batallion). They were Irish American soldiers who had disserted the invading army and joined the Mexican defense force. They were upset at how the American "Protestants" were treating the Mexican "Catholics". Either way, they were captured and hanged and Mexico treats them like heroes. That's cool.

Still, I want to go. I've seen some pictures that some guy took of the monument and stuff and ever since I saw the previous to "Motorcycle Diaries", I've been wanting to buy me a Harley and drive south into my fatherland, or is it the mother country. Either way, I want to return to my roots, see what I find, meet a few "muchachas rubias con ojos pardos-verdes-cremosos"(I got this translation from babel fish). You know, the tourist stuff. Anyway, I have to take a quick break from the lack of actual work. I'm tired of non-working.

THings to do before I die:
Travel a shit load.
I think the Europe excursion that DLC-1 took just opened up a whole new world. I want Italy, Spain, REAL Mexico, China, maybe Japan, definetly Hawaii, Chile, Brazil, Egypt for educational mummy info., Wow so many already. I'll have to get back to you on the rest.
Wait, Alaska because of the light show with the weird name. You know, the Arora thingie...Anyway, that too.