A favorite pastime of mine and Ralph's was the food storytelling contest. Among the hub of a thousand kids eating and talking, no one could tell we were playing a game. The object was to tell about the strangest thing you had ever been served here. The winner was whoever claimed to have had the strangest meal that at least half the table ( Read more... )

I dabbed at my food at dinner. It wasn't uncommon or suspicious not to be hungry; the food they served us was a little like the clothes they gave us: dredged up from wherever they could get it. The meal plans were as eclectic as everything else too. Tonight it was boiled cauliflower and scrambled eggs. Even after separating the weird mixture ( Read more... )

A spy! I felt myself seething inside. Our neighbor, Mr. Walker, was a spy for the enemy! I remembered watching a documentary in class that year on real-life spies, how they weren't like in the movies or video games. They were just people who lied and stole. That was Mr. Walker, a real-life spy. A man who lied to my parents and stole them from ( Read more... )

I was talking with a friend who asked me about the sci-fi series "Ringworld". I said "Isn't that the one where the ringworms take over humanity?" It turns it out wasn't. But this is there story ( Read more... )

Middle school was so long ago...but I believe it pretty much went like this.

Are you the human, the son of Sparda, who challenges the darkness Mundus?

Flock off, feather face! Or you can stick around and find out the hard way!

HOO HAH HOO!

Fifty + hours of Metal Gear Solid has only made my mouth water for more video games. They surround me, but without a television to play them on I am hopeless. They merely roll around inside my mind with the buzzing of an unlikely bee winch. Always in my eye, they hop just out of my grip like a demented otton frog ( Read more... )

Josh is going to be graduating soon, and have we all decided what Brazilian souvenirs we want? I hope he's been practicing his Capoeira, because I would like a 3-motion kick to the side, shoulder and head. What about the rest of you?

I'll never update!

Someone on my floor has a speaking voice in the exact same range as AC/DC's singing voice.