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So I went to the dentist today, and who calls? Jeff calls. I'm like "Hey, this is cool. He's bored, I'm bored..." And then the nurse smacks me and makes me get off. Poor Jeff. He had a few choice words for the nurse. And then my mouth got assaulted. Meh. I hate fluoride.

And then Steve and Mike came over, and after having some Taco Bell, we decided to dig out the old potato cannon from my shed. Steve, my dad, and I built that thing a few years back one summer. It's about five and a half feet long, and has a two-inch diameter barrel. It's wrapped in duct tape for protection, and also has a large battery taped to it. There are two screws drilled into the firing chamber of the cannon, connected via wire to both terminals on the battery. The two wires also run out about twenty feet and are attached to the trigger. You press the button to arm it, and release the button to close the switch, which creates a large electrical spark in the firing chamber. You stuff a potato (you can get 90% of your average potato in the barrel) down the barrel first, and then you spray copious amounts of hairspray into the chamber, and screw the breach on, creating an airtight environment that is 30% oxygen and 70% hairspray. When it's all ready to go, you hit the trigger and then BLAM! It fires like a real cannon, getting at least 500 yards of distance in ideal conditions.

We fired three potatoes into the desert. The fourth and final potato was aimed at a saguaro... hit it dead-on, and potato bits went everywhere. Not even a dent in the cactus. Mike then had fun with the hairspray before we went home to...

...me cooking dinner. Yep, I can now make food. Roasted chicken breast in an apricot-barbecue glaze, lightly seasoned, served with sour cream and chives mashed potatoes (no relation to the cannon fun earlier) and veggies. Nobody died. In fact, it was really tender and flavorful. The portions were thin due to Steve and Mike staying for dinner, but other than that, it was 100% successful!

I miss Kristen.