stay on target....

all right now that I've taken a trip down memory lane, lets talk about Jon for a bit. Well, Jon's weird! not the freaky "gonna snap off your legs weird." But the "funny ha ha" kinda weird. After Elisabeth's arrival to Utah in the Cash valley region now known as Logan, I and Jon undertook a trip back to Montana to get the car. The circumstances were bad, Heavy snow fall, icy roads,a nutty brother, and a paranoid tired brother trying to over compensate the nutty bro. (alright that's a Lil exaggeration but just go with me here) The trip was promising to be interesting if not fun. most of the way was pretty much Jon saying funny crazy stuff like Dad does when hes tired and i think he was a bit tired since we left almost as soon as i got back. around about mud lake region of Idaho we got hit by the worst snow storm i had seen in a long time, you couldn't even see 5 feet in front of you. much less try too stay the course, (this is where Jon's weird really hit its peak. He started talking to himself " Stay on Target Stay on Target....." i sort of woke up out of my Revelry to these words. i look over and see the speedometer read roughly about 75 to 80 mph on top of the snow and see that we are coasting back an forth on the road. lucky for us Jon's driving skills were on top play we narrowly missed a Commercial Truck that was too our right as he pulled ahead this storm continued till we were roughly 30 miles from butte, and every time we passed a vehicle Jon would say those famous words drawn from a Star Wars movie "Stay on Target...Stay on Target!" he he you goof. well we arrived and picked up the car and headed home. if you noticed i seem to be drawing a lot of blanks its cause i hardly remember this trip mostly cause of exhaustion sorry jon but i tried