And now you know the rest of the story
Let's see, so I left off with the week after prom. I just realized that I had another camera to develop, though, so while that's happening, here's some pics from last night, at the Stice residence.
I just found some good still shots of the events, but most of the good stuff was captured by gloria, so it'll be on display at the next movie night/pool party, next friday, anyone?
Ok, anyway, here's Oana and Fireman John.
It was nice of him to come chaperone the party, having an adult there to keep us kids out of trouble was a smart move. And he was the nicest heroine addict I've ever met. No, really, he was a pretty cool guy, when I grow up I want to be just like him. Next is Will Crouch riding up, little did he know that in less than an hour, he would be begging for mercy in the ring against my mad sumo skills.
The trick is to let the person run at you and then just calmly step out of the way. The suits are made for power, not turning capabilities (kind of like Dusty's car) so your opponent usually ends up falling down without your help. Then, as they flail helplessly, you do the kind and noble thing, which is to perform a sumo bellyflop on top of them. Those things are great stress relievers and a few of us have decided to create a weight loss program where the subject is chained inside of one of the suits (with their choice of Rotund Red or Bloated Blue) and forced to live inside of said suit for at least a week. Not only will you start sweating off the pounds immediately, you'll also be incabable of eating, since your hands will not reach your mouth, and even if they could, you'll be wearing big, grey oven mitt-type gloves that render you physically retarded. Excercise is unavoidable, as you will definitelyt not be able to fit in any motor vehicle outside of a cargo plane, so you will have to waddle/roll to your destination. You'll know that the program is complete when you are able to slither out of the neck hole of the suit, in the strange reverse-birth process shown below:
Here are a couple of the contestants in action-
Allison and Farah
Hannah and Rosemary
and Brian, who looked less like a sumo wrestler and more like something out of an ethnically diverse spinoff of the Ninja Turtles
But the party didn't stop there, the night was also full of dancing in the garage and opening presents inside a house that was hotter inside than out, seriously though, it was a giant oven. At some point the heat got to my head and 80's music started playing, and the next thing I knew, I was having seisures on the dance floor, dressed up as Michael Flatley, lord of the dance
At some point, Katie, Anna, and I went downtown to catch a few minutes of Leftover Salmon, which was really awesome. The music was great, kind of a Bela Fleck with a little more rock and keyboard, and just watching the drunk people spazzing out was entertaining in itself
here's one of them now
After that we went back to the party for some more dancing, and then everyone started leaving. While the game of texas hold'em with Martin, David Saucedo, Julio, and Phil sounded tempting, I opted to go home and update this thing. So there you have it, my two part entry for the day, week, probably even the next few months. So I hope you've enjoyed it, and now I have to go to work. Later, Folks!
I just found some good still shots of the events, but most of the good stuff was captured by gloria, so it'll be on display at the next movie night/pool party, next friday, anyone?
Ok, anyway, here's Oana and Fireman John.
It was nice of him to come chaperone the party, having an adult there to keep us kids out of trouble was a smart move. And he was the nicest heroine addict I've ever met. No, really, he was a pretty cool guy, when I grow up I want to be just like him. Next is Will Crouch riding up, little did he know that in less than an hour, he would be begging for mercy in the ring against my mad sumo skills.
The trick is to let the person run at you and then just calmly step out of the way. The suits are made for power, not turning capabilities (kind of like Dusty's car) so your opponent usually ends up falling down without your help. Then, as they flail helplessly, you do the kind and noble thing, which is to perform a sumo bellyflop on top of them. Those things are great stress relievers and a few of us have decided to create a weight loss program where the subject is chained inside of one of the suits (with their choice of Rotund Red or Bloated Blue) and forced to live inside of said suit for at least a week. Not only will you start sweating off the pounds immediately, you'll also be incabable of eating, since your hands will not reach your mouth, and even if they could, you'll be wearing big, grey oven mitt-type gloves that render you physically retarded. Excercise is unavoidable, as you will definitelyt not be able to fit in any motor vehicle outside of a cargo plane, so you will have to waddle/roll to your destination. You'll know that the program is complete when you are able to slither out of the neck hole of the suit, in the strange reverse-birth process shown below:
Here are a couple of the contestants in action-
Allison and Farah
Hannah and Rosemary
and Brian, who looked less like a sumo wrestler and more like something out of an ethnically diverse spinoff of the Ninja Turtles
But the party didn't stop there, the night was also full of dancing in the garage and opening presents inside a house that was hotter inside than out, seriously though, it was a giant oven. At some point the heat got to my head and 80's music started playing, and the next thing I knew, I was having seisures on the dance floor, dressed up as Michael Flatley, lord of the dance
At some point, Katie, Anna, and I went downtown to catch a few minutes of Leftover Salmon, which was really awesome. The music was great, kind of a Bela Fleck with a little more rock and keyboard, and just watching the drunk people spazzing out was entertaining in itself
here's one of them now
After that we went back to the party for some more dancing, and then everyone started leaving. While the game of texas hold'em with Martin, David Saucedo, Julio, and Phil sounded tempting, I opted to go home and update this thing. So there you have it, my two part entry for the day, week, probably even the next few months. So I hope you've enjoyed it, and now I have to go to work. Later, Folks!