Nicholas (Nikk) Madigan Folts

Well, it has been months and months since I last posted anything on here... What has happened since the last post? Tons. Be ready to be bored:

I nearly got in my first drunken bar fight this St. Patrick's day. We were at a local bar called Harry's and some loser was being very physical and loud toward his girlfriend. It got to the point that I somehow became brave enough to go over to her and ask her if everything was ok. "Even if it wasn't, who's going to stop me?" says the overly-grumpy popped-colar type of guy... Adrenaline going, I respond "Me!", then I asked her again if everything was ok, she said yes, and insisted I sit down. Well, the waitress comes over and tells me I shouldn't get in a fight, she obviously doesn't know me well, because if she had, she'd know I'm a complete wuss and would never take the first swing, in hopes that it wouldn't escalate to that. I kindly asked her if she would have the bouncer come and make sure things were ok with the abused lady, who was still being yelled at and pushed around. The bouncers make it over, and tell the guy to stop being so physical/loud as it is disturbing other customers... for about 2 minutes he was quiet, then he started up again... The bouncers then proceeded to kick him out.

He stood outside staring right at our table, Ben looks over at him and smiles and waves, as the uber ass points at us, and slides a finger across his throat in a threatening manner. So, we proceed with drinking, and having a fun Irish celebration! However, another guy, MUCH MUCH larger than the guy that was kicked out, comes up to us and fakes an apology, and then invites us to "join him and his buddy outside". Having nothing to prove, as I already got him kick out of the place, I kindly explained to gigantor exactly that, and thanked him for the invite.

The guy continued to stare at us through the front window for another 30 minutes, when finally, him and his "buddies" left (I assume it was only because the last T was passing)... The saddest thing about it all, is the girl was right by his side as he left... I don't get people some times, but at least I can sleep well knowing I did something, even if minor.

A few minutes after we see them leave, we decide it'd be safe for us to leave as well, so we left, thanking the bouncer (and making sure that if we were jumped outside, that he'd help), then power walked home.

There is a lot more I need to write about, as I've been a major slacker over the last many months. Well, and being very busy, and having taken plenty of pictures, I knew I'd remember the things that have been taking place, so hadn't felt the urge to write anything.

Not only have I been immensely bad at updating my blog, I've also been very poor at keeping in touch with old friends... Been missing them a lot lately.

Labels: ben, matt, sara jefferson, st. patrick's day, tanya bedore

Almost all my coworkers, my best friend, and I all celebrated the 4th together down town atop my best friend's roof. She lives in Beacon Hill while overlooks Boston's firework display. The were really cool despite the lack of wind to clear the smoke up. While we were waiting for the fireworks to start, we played poker. It was quite a feat because we were crowded around a coffee table in a small sized room. Regardless, it was a lot of fun (well, except I also lost $5).

On Tuesday I have 10 relatives coming to visit me. Including Honey And Papa, The Fosters and The Moore/Mohrs... I can't wait, it has been to long since I've seen them all. I worked extra last week so that I can take some time off while they are here (considering I am lacking PTO due to the Australia trip, and want to save what I still have for My Sister's baby... oh by the way, I haven't mentioned that because I wasn't suppose to but now I can! My sister is pregnant! YAY! She is due on Christmas Eve, which is when I was due as well...) Anyways more on that later, I'll probably have quiet a bit more pictures next week.

Labels: aubrey mohr, austin foster, bailey foster, brian and patrice mankowski, dave foster, kristen foster, papa and honey, su moore, sydney mohr

This past weekend Josh, Sara, Tanya and I drove up to Dover NH to surprise Doug on his birthday. We trekked all our camping gear with us, and then headed out to the white mountains. It was pretty damn cool. I got to use all my new backpacking gear as well, which was an added benefit. Jager had his backpack as well. When we got to the camping spot I started feeling sick, both a stomach and a headache... which alone suck enough. Some Advil and water later, my headache was gone and I only had to deal with my stomach ache... So, I decided just to start eating marshmallows (Yummy marshmallows!) and surprisingly it seemed to have worked. Placebo effect?

On the way back we stop and bought steak tips at a little one-of-a-kind store in NH... they just happen to sell the best steak in the world. Yesterday we BBQed it up and watched Boondock Saints... What a great movie.

Anyways, check out my pictures (courtesy of Josh because I left my memory card at home by accident); they're in the Flickr section of my site.

Labels: backpacking, camping, dogs, josh kolash, new hamshire, sara jefferson, tanya bedore