It's been two weeks since I deleted my Facebook!

A phenomenon, a revelation, a lifestyle, the eighth wonder of the world… I can just go on and might probably even run out of synonyms that will do justice to this 21st Century marvel. There are very few sites or companies that can boast the success Facebook enjoys. It's almost become a religion. All said & done Facebook is equal to oxygen for 400 million people. Psychologists have introduced a diagnosis FAD (Facebook Addiction Disorder) as a new kind of addiction & I’m afraid the other three Krager's are very close to it. It's a very relieving thing to deactivate your Facebook account. I have no clue why I did it! I love it! FREEDOM! Plus, if I read another status update with the lyrics to an overplayed Taylor Swift song I would've jumped off a cliff to my sudden death.

Blogging.. so? I don't know, it's difficult to hold a reasonable audience if you don't give them frequent reading material. And then you're back to square one, typing up stuff to post it where no one would read it. I'm sure there's a few of you still out there who log on here every once in a while. I just hope my recent suicide facts haven't scared guys off. I was going to rant on about a few things. Mainly about disrespect to lights and the precarious position that Lindsay Lohan is finding herself in these days.
So I leave you with this lovely Haiku
Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense
Refrigerator

My life is Jello
Sitting and waiting in the bowl
Patiently to gel

Cj's Concert!

Action Shot

Tony on Drums

Luke Dowler on the guitar/vocals

CJ on the Guitar

Jamie on Bass

We're all gonna die - 100 meters of existence

Simon Hoegsberg spent 20 days on a railroad bridge in Berlin photography random people. Ending in the widest photo ever, a print 30 inches high, and 100 METERS wide. Crazy.
The photo consists of a man sneezing, a man picking his nose, two couples kissing, a man eating ice cream and a man with a lazy eye just to name a few. A total of 178 people pictured. http://www.simonhoegsberg.com/we_are_all_gonna_die/slider.html

I'm one of those people that is filled with random and useless facts. But I only say them when necessary, like awkward moments. For example, my mother invited my ex-cousin that I haven't talked to in over three years over for a sleepover a couple weeks ago. It was very awkward. She jokingly said my coat resembled a goat. It didn't feel like a joke. Plus she didn't even sit on my couch. She just stood there. Awkward. I panicked.
Me: "Did you know 25% of cat owners blow dry their cats hair after a bath?"
Her: "...no"
Me: "Yeah! And did you know according to suicide statistics, Monday is the favored day for self-destruction."
I probably should've left the suicide statistic out. She didn't even respond. Just stared.