El Swapo De Meeto

That's Spanglish by the way.

Today, I went on adventure to the swap meet. We ventured on with Mr. Brock (He wanted me to use a code name), and scavenged through the endless piles of Stuff. We found laser discs, piles of CDs, laser disc players, DVD players, CD players, EVERYTHING! My goal was to find a decent CD changer, or at least a CD player. We walked past booths of food and clothing, while Mr. Brock mistook manikins for people. Eventually, we reached a booth with something to buy. This had piles of random stuff, like random NES games lying on the ground, a play station under a watch set, a CD player under a bike wheel, a couple old heaters, and a guitar pedal. The guitar pedal was purchased for 2 bucks, and we moved on, keeping our eyes peeled. We came across booths with boxes of vinyls, all of which were old and from some crappy lame artist, and came to a table filled with thermoses. Mr. Brock's immediately started searching through the area to find the perfect one. Eventually, he bought a bright yellow one with a B. Yaaay.
 Under the table at the checkout was another box of vinyls. I found a very good condition Kansas record for a buck. YEAH.
We continued walking, until we reached the end of the swap meet. We turned around to find a whole new area to the area, and explored there. Walk, Walk, Walk. Hey look, a bin. OMG IT'S A WALKMAN!!!
Yeah, I found a Walkman. Mr. Brock was complaining about not having an iPod, so he bought it, and we immediately dashed to the booth selling cassettes. There, Mr. Brock bought a lot of cassettes, and I managed to get a nice little Moving Pictures out of it. I also got a laser pointer at one point.

Today was exciting. I recorded a song from a record to the computer. All with the nice record sound. Yay.

I don't know what to say now. I think that the story about the swap meet is pretty boring. I mean, who wants to read about my life. So let's read about yours.

(The P.O.V. of some random guy)
Today, I walked into the office. I grabbed a cup of coffee, and headed towards my boring cubicle. There, instead of doing work, I played DOOM classic on my computer. My boss walked in and fired me. My life sucks.

Also, is it right to be playing DOOM during church? You're fighting against all the evil demons and stuff, but that material is still the theme of the game. And you have guns. Remember kids, never bring a loaded gun to church. Or, you can, if you have good reasons. They have to be really good reasons though, and under very specific circumstances. You hear me? Very specific.