Do ya know what Wolf really misses doing?

 Kayaking.

 I love it.

 Do you know how long it's been since I've gone Kayaking?

 A couple of years.

 One summer when my fathers girlfriend was out of a job (she was a Ponderosa Manager who was transferred to an already crappy store that they had closed) and my Father still had his landscaping business (which is now a Home Inspection Business) we did a lot of it. It was awesome.

 After that summer... nope.

 My mother though, has some friends who are really outdoorsy, and they go kayaking. So they brought her one time and slowly my hopes for kayaking again went up. Although they slightly wavered when she mentioned she managed to tip herself over in a kayak...

 But my hopes were really high when my mother got this idea to rent kayaks and kayak out to this island that is now a park. It'd be her, my stepfather (who doesn't know how to kayak) and I. It was going to be fun. I was excited.

 We just had to rent kayaks... but it turns out... we can't... because they won't let us take the kayaks out that far...

 Son... of... a... bitch. 

 I'm about ready to go and steal some... not really...

 I just really miss it. I really, really do.

 And very recently my fathers girlfriend brought up the idea of going kayaking again. They both own their own kayak, and I just borrow one for his girlfriends sister.

 We were actually sitting in a local motel bar when she brought this up, we had chicken wings, and drunk people singing karaoke, and my father complaining about how we tried to kill him one of the last times we went kayaking while gnawing on chicken wings.

 It's his own fault his kayak almost ended up at the bottom on one of the Great Lakes... not ours. Also... now that I've mentioned it, I think I'll have to tell this story... I'll do so after this bit.

 So his girlfriend brings up the idea, and after my dad said no, his girlfriend suggested that her and I could kayak together. 

 The next day I guess he might have agreed to it though.

 So the only thing left was to borrow the kayak for me. Well it turns out we aren't going kayaking now, because his girlfriends sister is trying to convince her physical therapist she can kayak... and I guess she needs her kayak for that.

 Well... I guess this Friday we're just doing a normal boat tour of the area where the park is...

  I really do miss kayaking though. It was fun, I actually went outside for once... We'd pack a lunch sometimes... why do kayaks have to be so goddamn expensive....

 Anywho...

 The Story of How Wolf's Father's Kayak Almost Ended up at the Bottom of a Great Lake

 Two or three years ago, we were kayaking in a river area that fed into one of the Great Lakes, and we get to a beach. Before we even went out my father unplugged his Kayak for some reason, then re-plugged it... 

 We decided to go out into the lake, and very slowly my father started sinking...

 He started yelling, "Leave the Kayak! Leave the Kayak"...

 He gave us the food and all of out phones, but lucky for him we had some rope. I was told to go ashore, while my father girlfriend, and one of her co-workers got him ashore. However they went against his orders and also saved the kayak.

 Wanna know why it almost sank?

 Fucktard didn't put the plug back in tight enough.

 Well that's enough of me complaining... you know what though... I never ever thought I'd complain that I wasn't going outside...