School is wrapping up and it couldn't have happened sooner. (with out dropping out) I bought another motorcycle yeasterday and of course it had to be just like the bike I already have and completely disassembled. The price was right and I really needed a new engine and trans. My parts collection has hit the high watermark and I have the parts to make 3 running bikes. I have identified two unknown microbes in a simulated urine sample, I did it in microbiology I don't have time for a new hobby. I think it is funny that the faculty at MCC can trust the students with live coultures of extremely pathogenic microbes, but not actual sterile urine. If you have ever smelled a broth coulture of stapholochcos aerogenus, it is way worse than any vitimin pee. consider yourself warned against both smells.

I did not have my license for a long time and was forced to ride long distances because of the poor public transit system in my city. They are building light rail into down town and they don't even have a decent bus system. I remember riding over 60 miles in one day shortly after getting out of jail for 31 days(complete lack of physical activity). I bought a new bicycle seat that day, because no amount of gel and padding was sufficient. When I wore that seat out a smaller and harder saddle was sufficient because I was officially a hard ass (in the exact sense of the word). I had to go to manditory AA and CA meetings to get free housing where the plight of drug addiction made every aspect of my life more tolerable and it was in this setting that Bob my counsler announced to everyone that my 9 month vigil and 1000's of dollars had netted me my license back. The round of applause was very similar to the admission of one year sober to a 12 year heroine addiction. That moment of time frozen in my memory makes every ache go away. Mrs. Frost the founder of EVMC that gave me more motivation and memories than I can remember of dad, died at 63 on April 8th of liver faliure. How many great people like this do we meet every day and who is to say the compacity dosn't lie in our own selfs. It is up to every individual to obtain the knowledge that greatness is not mesured in owning anything, but giving everything of yourself to others. This is the lesson she has tought me. edit. this is response to my sisters letter and is missing her point of view and inside wisdom. just remember when it is over 100 degree's outside this summer that to make anything harder you have to heat it up first. -Evan

I did not have my license for a long time and was forced to ride long distances because of the poor public transit system in my city. They are building light rail into down town and they don't even have a decent bus system. I remember riding over 60 miles in one day shortly after getting out of jail for 31 days(complete lack of physical activity). I bought a new bicycle seat that day, because no amount of gel and padding was sufficient. When I wore that seat out a smaller and harder saddle was sufficient because I was officially a hard ass (in the exact sense of the word). I had to go to manditory AA and CA meetings to get free housing where the plight of drug addiction made every aspect of my life more tolerable and it was in this setting that Bob my counsler announced to everyone that my 9 month vigil and 1000's of dollars had netted me my license back. The round of applause was very similar to the admission of one year sober to a 12 year heroine addiction. That moment of time frozen in my memory makes every ache go away. Mrs. Frost the founder of EVMC that gave me more motivation and memories than I can remember of dad, died at 63 on April 8th of liver faliure. How many great people like this do we meet every day and who is to say the compacity dosn't lie in our own selfs. It is up to every individual to obtain the knowledge that greatness is not mesured in owning anything, but giving everything of yourself to others. This is the lesson she has tought me.