my mother decides to want to take us to see the marfa lights, which are these mysterious lights that appear in a dessert outside of the town of marfa. as we are on our way there, she keeps yelling at the sun. my dad is like " whats up?", right. my mother tries to explain to everyone that she heard on the interweb that the sun goes down at 7:00 in marfa. well it was like 8:45 when we got there and she was a little bumbed out about it because she wanted to take us all to to observatory to look at the moon with that huge telescope, which wouldn't have mattered anyways because the sky was cloudy the whole time we were out there. anyways, as we were watching these lights flicker on and off, mysteriously, some old guy comes up from behind my dad and says" now them aint the lights like last year. see that big one right der, dats a tower. those two little ones der, dos are also towers. these arent like the ones from last year. im from Michigan and i come here every year to look at the lights and they arnt like last year. usually, they would shoot up like bottle rockets or roman candles. they would shoot green. and you couldn't see them with the naked eye." the whole time he was talking, my mother tried not to pee her pants from what she was hearing. well, around 9:00 or 10:00, we start to head back out. on our way back, my brother starts to keep talking like,: those towers there, thats a tower. that train light, thats a tower. those cars head lights, a tower." my mom keeps laughing and trying to tell him to stop, but it remind her what happened the last time we had big j with us on a vacation and the foo-king restaurant( will explain later in another journal entry). and she tells him to get it out of his system right now so we wont keep the whole trailer park up again like last time. as we made it back to the camp site, we made hot chocolate and went to bed, not knowing what mom had in store for us the next day. and i tell you this, its just as bad as what happened that day......

to be continued....