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Mar. 17th, 2008 06:14 amBrian came home yesterday morning, shortly after I finished yesterday's entry. I noticed him in the front yard right when I was about to retrieve the newspaper. From what I understand, he *walked* all the way from the train station for some reason.
Dad didn't come with us to Uncle Robby's house. Brian slept during the whole ride to New Jersey, and for a good amount of time after we arrived.
While we were at Uncle Robby's house, Mom and Robby suggested that I come to the park with Adam. We never did get past the driveway, though, because Adam couldn't find his bike helmet.
While the two of us were outside, I asked Adam if he brought his Nintendo DS. Despite more than one attempt on my part to remind him to bring it (or to remind Uncle Robby to remind him), he still forgot it. I didn't grill him at all, but I did go inside the house and spoke to Uncle Robby. The previous day, he, Adam, and Grandpa Bob were very, very busy and came home late at night. By the time they were finished with all their errands, they were too tired to go back to Aunt Dawn's house to retrieve it. Robby also mentioned the fact that kids Adam's age tend to live in the here and the now, rather than plan things ahead of time. They don't have such a good memory span as older people do.
Hearing something about memory span, Mom joined in and asked me to tell Robby what I had for lunch on March 20, 1999 (on which we visited Uncle Robby when he lived in a different house). I told them that I don't keep track of those kinds of details in Chronicles of 7th Grade. (Actually, I do remember that for dinner that night, most of us had beef casserole, but I didn't feel like eating. I also remember on February 6, 1999, my lunch was a tortilla between two slices of regular bread, which Mom found slightly amusing, but what I eat isn't normally something I keep track of, even if I can remember naturally.) She then proceeded to tell him about what good memory of details I have when I look back to 7th grade. We also told him about April 3, 1999, (much of which I recorded onto an index card before writing to Co7G). That particular day was one of my multi-hour visits to Matthew's house, and the following day was Easter of that year.
Uncle Robby then told Mom that what we were actually talking about, before she joined in, was the fact that little kids like Adam have a relatively poor memory span and tend not to think about the future. After she went back into the kitchen, Adam was already inside, and Robby started doing something on his laptop. I asked him if he's been reading this blog, but he said he didn't know how to access it. I wrote down the link onto... some kind of large envelope (the closest thing available), and he gave it a try. He commented that it was pretty cool, and put it into his Favorites list. He then asked me if I saw Adam's website, and Adam proceeded to show me something called Freewebs. One of his pages on that site was called justfordogs, and the other was policeandarmy. I asked Robby if he had any index cards to write down the keywords, which he didn't. Mom then suggested I go into her handbag and find something to write them on... which in this case, was some kind of receipt.
For dinner, Mom and Robby made crabcakes, fried chicken, pasta salad, and potato salad. Adam didn't want crabcakes, but everyone told him that it was bread with some special stuff on it. They tried to trick him so that he would at least give it a try.
While we were eating, Brian told us about his life so far at the fraternity he's been going to. He mentioned that everyone there gets all kinds of funny names, such as Handbag, as one form of hazing. His frat name happens to be... "Reverent Foxy". Umm... okay. He's also mentioned that when his frat name is called upon, he's supposed to do an impression of Arnold Schwarzenegger, or something like that. He just kept going on about it, and I was excused after I asked if I could be.
Later on, we had cake, but it wasn't very good. Originally, Mom was going to put lemon stuff inside the cake, but she only had keylime cream instead. I only had one slice, but I did open my birthday cards from Uncle Robby and Grandpa Bob. Grandpa's card to me only had some stuff about fishing, and said "It's YOUR day! Many Happy Returns." Robby's, though, was titled "Thing's We'd Rather Not See", and had illustrations for the following things:
-How hot dogs are made.
-That gross stuff in your eye, magnified 1000 times.
-A super Slo-mo of a dog "enjoying" a leg.
-An elderly woman fighting a wild boar.
-A disco revival.
-Clowns getting arested. (Well, maybe we would like to see that...)
And the inside of that card said "I'd really hate to see you have a bad birthday! So, have a happy one, okay?"
On the way home, Mom and Marie were talking about Marie's Senior Prom. Marie kept telling Mom about how she doesn't know how to dance, and that she'd look awkward at the prom. I gave her some pretty funny advice. First, I jokingly told her that weight lifting is a good alternative to dancing: you use your arms (which you also use in disco dancing), and you do it in time to music. Mom and Marie found that to be amusing, and then continued talking. Mom asked Marie how Scott dances, and Marie mentioned that he shakes his butt a little bit. I commented on what a sissy he is for that. Whenever I type "booty shaking girls" into YouTube, every single participant happened to be female, but Mom said that maybe that's because "girls" is one of the keywords. Mom was telling Marie that she's free to dance as she pleases, and I told her that it's not like she's going to a ballroom dance, which is much more conservative. I amplified that point by telling them about how I danced during the End of the Year Dance in 7th Grade: mostly disco dancing, along with jumping a 360 spin followed by a forward jump every so often. I also mentioned that ACLD Halloween dance I went to in 2005, in which I danced much more erratically based on my genuine impulse to do so. Soon, I ended it with telling Marie that if she really feels awkward about dancing, she can instead get drunk and "dance" by just staggerring around. Mom told me that she hopes I'm not going to resort to drinking, and I told her that I don't actually intend to do so.
When we got home, Marie told Dad about my "advice" while he was brushing his teeth and having a shave.
Later on, I opened my other birthday present in front of everyone. It turned out to be the complete DVD set of Neon Genesis Evangelion. Not much to say about that, but as long as I'm on the topic of any anime series, let me bring this up:
( Read more... )
Dad didn't come with us to Uncle Robby's house. Brian slept during the whole ride to New Jersey, and for a good amount of time after we arrived.
While we were at Uncle Robby's house, Mom and Robby suggested that I come to the park with Adam. We never did get past the driveway, though, because Adam couldn't find his bike helmet.
While the two of us were outside, I asked Adam if he brought his Nintendo DS. Despite more than one attempt on my part to remind him to bring it (or to remind Uncle Robby to remind him), he still forgot it. I didn't grill him at all, but I did go inside the house and spoke to Uncle Robby. The previous day, he, Adam, and Grandpa Bob were very, very busy and came home late at night. By the time they were finished with all their errands, they were too tired to go back to Aunt Dawn's house to retrieve it. Robby also mentioned the fact that kids Adam's age tend to live in the here and the now, rather than plan things ahead of time. They don't have such a good memory span as older people do.
Hearing something about memory span, Mom joined in and asked me to tell Robby what I had for lunch on March 20, 1999 (on which we visited Uncle Robby when he lived in a different house). I told them that I don't keep track of those kinds of details in Chronicles of 7th Grade. (Actually, I do remember that for dinner that night, most of us had beef casserole, but I didn't feel like eating. I also remember on February 6, 1999, my lunch was a tortilla between two slices of regular bread, which Mom found slightly amusing, but what I eat isn't normally something I keep track of, even if I can remember naturally.) She then proceeded to tell him about what good memory of details I have when I look back to 7th grade. We also told him about April 3, 1999, (much of which I recorded onto an index card before writing to Co7G). That particular day was one of my multi-hour visits to Matthew's house, and the following day was Easter of that year.
Uncle Robby then told Mom that what we were actually talking about, before she joined in, was the fact that little kids like Adam have a relatively poor memory span and tend not to think about the future. After she went back into the kitchen, Adam was already inside, and Robby started doing something on his laptop. I asked him if he's been reading this blog, but he said he didn't know how to access it. I wrote down the link onto... some kind of large envelope (the closest thing available), and he gave it a try. He commented that it was pretty cool, and put it into his Favorites list. He then asked me if I saw Adam's website, and Adam proceeded to show me something called Freewebs. One of his pages on that site was called justfordogs, and the other was policeandarmy. I asked Robby if he had any index cards to write down the keywords, which he didn't. Mom then suggested I go into her handbag and find something to write them on... which in this case, was some kind of receipt.
For dinner, Mom and Robby made crabcakes, fried chicken, pasta salad, and potato salad. Adam didn't want crabcakes, but everyone told him that it was bread with some special stuff on it. They tried to trick him so that he would at least give it a try.
While we were eating, Brian told us about his life so far at the fraternity he's been going to. He mentioned that everyone there gets all kinds of funny names, such as Handbag, as one form of hazing. His frat name happens to be... "Reverent Foxy". Umm... okay. He's also mentioned that when his frat name is called upon, he's supposed to do an impression of Arnold Schwarzenegger, or something like that. He just kept going on about it, and I was excused after I asked if I could be.
Later on, we had cake, but it wasn't very good. Originally, Mom was going to put lemon stuff inside the cake, but she only had keylime cream instead. I only had one slice, but I did open my birthday cards from Uncle Robby and Grandpa Bob. Grandpa's card to me only had some stuff about fishing, and said "It's YOUR day! Many Happy Returns." Robby's, though, was titled "Thing's We'd Rather Not See", and had illustrations for the following things:
-How hot dogs are made.
-That gross stuff in your eye, magnified 1000 times.
-A super Slo-mo of a dog "enjoying" a leg.
-An elderly woman fighting a wild boar.
-A disco revival.
-Clowns getting arested. (Well, maybe we would like to see that...)
And the inside of that card said "I'd really hate to see you have a bad birthday! So, have a happy one, okay?"
On the way home, Mom and Marie were talking about Marie's Senior Prom. Marie kept telling Mom about how she doesn't know how to dance, and that she'd look awkward at the prom. I gave her some pretty funny advice. First, I jokingly told her that weight lifting is a good alternative to dancing: you use your arms (which you also use in disco dancing), and you do it in time to music. Mom and Marie found that to be amusing, and then continued talking. Mom asked Marie how Scott dances, and Marie mentioned that he shakes his butt a little bit. I commented on what a sissy he is for that. Whenever I type "booty shaking girls" into YouTube, every single participant happened to be female, but Mom said that maybe that's because "girls" is one of the keywords. Mom was telling Marie that she's free to dance as she pleases, and I told her that it's not like she's going to a ballroom dance, which is much more conservative. I amplified that point by telling them about how I danced during the End of the Year Dance in 7th Grade: mostly disco dancing, along with jumping a 360 spin followed by a forward jump every so often. I also mentioned that ACLD Halloween dance I went to in 2005, in which I danced much more erratically based on my genuine impulse to do so. Soon, I ended it with telling Marie that if she really feels awkward about dancing, she can instead get drunk and "dance" by just staggerring around. Mom told me that she hopes I'm not going to resort to drinking, and I told her that I don't actually intend to do so.
When we got home, Marie told Dad about my "advice" while he was brushing his teeth and having a shave.
Later on, I opened my other birthday present in front of everyone. It turned out to be the complete DVD set of Neon Genesis Evangelion. Not much to say about that, but as long as I'm on the topic of any anime series, let me bring this up:
( Read more... )