Had a friends Bachelor party this weekend. It was a blast. Only bad thing was the dog of our host got out while we were lighting off fireworks and took off. We had to go searching for two hours in the dark and still were not able to find him. Eventually we gave up and chilled out. Next day we went golfing and on the way back one of the guys spotted the dog about 3 miles away sitting in a driveway. So the weekend was a hit. The downside was our friend who found the dogs sister died Monday night of a heart problem. I guess it was a birth defect.

I never knew her but she was 31 when she died. It makes me think about how little I have accomplished in my life. Actually not that I havent accomplished much but more that no matter what I do I still feel like I am missing the point it all. I am not sure whats the point of life. It seems like you go to school to get a job, then you work to get money so you can do the thing you want. Is life a series of relationships with other people on our ever spinning planet? I like the way that the books in the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy series. They make it seem that there is no point in life which actually if you think about it can be a lot easier way to go through life. Just enjoy it and make the most of your days. Keep close friends so you can enjoy those times where you hang out or talk or even just get drunk and silly together. Life is truly what you make.