Hey, I'm back! Daniel and I spent the afternoon at our friends house out in the sticks looking for his roommates lost gold ring that belonged to her mother, with Daniel's metal detector.

Our friend and I consumed while Daniel searched. He took me down into the woods around his place, down near a creek bed to show me some rock formations, only landed on my butt once.

We paused at the green moss covered round rock overlooking the woods, and I had the pleasure to sit down there. It was less than a foot wide and reminded me of the little curb I sit on when I feed my ducks. It was an amazing view.

Couldn't find the ring and we ended up hanging out on a swing under the shade of some great trees. All of a sudden a little white car came rumbling down the dirt road, and out popped a bubbly young lady in cutoffs who yelled out with a smile "Hey, Uncle Jim" as she sauntered on by.

Then we drove back home, with Daniel at the wheel. We are responsible guys after all. It was his first time driving my old '88 Mazda B2200 Extended Cab LX and he picked up my little powerful five-speed like the man I knew he was.

Still depressed as hell, but sometimes you have good days!