until “blinded by the light” comes on the radio during your drive home?
And, it’s like 1/2hr long, so you just get to keep living the goodness.
^Sunday August 12, 2001
Now onto a slice of epicness – this probably isn’t funny to anyone else, but this is the kind of thing one of my friends and I used to do back in the day. It’s the sorta thing everyone should pull with their own friends. I’ll change their names because I’m cool like that.
August 13, 2002
Meg and I played a game with Nick, at first unbeknownst to him. We gave each other dares and wrote them down before we got to his house. They were to be delivered like a natural part of the conversation.
1- Touch his face twice.
2- Use “indestructible” successfully in a sentence.
3- Call him “Sugar-Ass.”
1- Touch his feet twice.
2- Make a reference to Walden Pond.
3- Call him by his brother’s name, like I’d forgotten his actual name.
Also, I had to demand that he feed me.
Mission was accomplished rightly so and he was thrilled once we spilled the beans and showed him the paper.
^I don’t think I’ll ever get the image of Nick’s face out of my mind as I poked him in the feet, shouting, “Joe, I’m hungry, what do you have to eat?”
He was smiling in a perplexed sort of way like he thought I was losing my mind.