So eight years ago, I was on my way to service, wheel chair basketball. Playing basketball with a bunch of Japanese handicaps and some Japanese co-eds, it was... well quite entertaining.
Spreading the good word was good fun and all... avoiding getting in a five chair pile up with angry, aggressive cripples... much more fun.

See good times... it was a good thing to look forward to... (Elder Zemp didn't want to be documented in a potentially incriminating photo with young females so... he turned around)
Well, since it was at a gym, they had TVs and we got to see the jaw-dropping action footage going on halfway around the world.
Fast forward 7 years and 11 months.
Kaakun: Mary, on a scale of one to ten, one being you'd publicly spit on my grave, ten being you'd fly cross country if I was terminally ill to nurse me back. How much do you like me, and be honest.
Mary: Three.
Kaakun to Greg: A THREE?!?!?!?!?!
(I wonder what low level Al Qaeda lackeys would get... couldn't be much worse.)
Anyways, Greg and Mary go gallivanting on their honeymoon, go back home to see their new apartment and it's not quite up to Greg's sometimes anal cleanliness standard.
So they spend like four days cleaning everything, before they move all their stuff in. Needless to say they busted out the AWESOME group wedding gift of camping supplies spearhead by yours truly and made use of them.
That coupled with the historical events of today should at least net me a score of 4...
She used to look at this blog. I think it was just to see Havasupai pics and recaps... So obviously she must have tailed off from being an occasional visitor, since Havasupai was a good 16 months ago.
I don't know if I get anymore visitors.... I should look into that.