War
2003-09-20 9:39 a.m.
Another incredible day. Yesterday was probably one of the finest days here. We wanted to hit the bar for a cheap night, but I couldn't have planned a better day.It all started with a smoke break next to the pool when we were attacked by my four lil cousins (ages 8 - 13) with buckets of water. We proceeded to whoop ass in a 2 hour long battle of water against my cousin (the general) and his four soldiers. All weapons involved were the deep end of the pool, 2 buckets, 3 hoses and some water balloons.
Afterwards, we cleaned up for hte next battle at the local In and Out burger. The fight began small with acouple fries here and there, when I finally caught the general with a good shot to the nose with a fry and some lettuce. It went back and forth in between glances from behind the counter, when my cousin proceeded to demolish G. with a full carton of fries as we scurried the girls out the door. Apologies to the clean up crew.
Finally, a few hours later, poolside, in the dark night, the little buggers proceeded to lock us out in the middle of a good conversation about good sex with great women in our pasts and a few good dreams - some serious, some whacky. Once we checked the doors around the whole house, we figured we'd end up sleeping in the car. Played a couple rounds of air hockey and gave the house another once over.
Turns out they were sneeking one of the littler ones out to grab the hose. I watched her tip toe by me in the moonlit yard while i was in the shadows and i walked right into the door. Scared the living shit out of the general (arms flailing scared) to see a 6'6" guy instead of a 3 ft girl. They talked me into bringing G. up frint, but he wasn't fooled. 10 minutes later, after they shut the power off to the whole house, we took matters into our own hands. Sat quietly in the dark living room and waited for them the prepare their attack. As they moved into their places, G. jumped out and terrified the little buggers. 'Twas a site to see.
A couple shots of rum later, we were crashed expecting the girls to wake us early. Which they proceeded to do with Barney Songs on full blast, stomping around the beds we were in. Little do the know that my lil nook in Brooklyn is far louder. I slept like a baby.
Well, until they knocked down the door with water bottles in hand... but once I confiscated one and held the screaming perpetrator by the leg while soaking her thoroghly, it was once again quiet.
Unfortunately, after laundry is done, the war must end, and we'll be off to LA.
G.'s check bounced which put him a few hundred in the hole, and I have enough to get us to LA and back to Chicago (well, more, but I've got rent comin up). So, no more Phoenix or Vegas or Mexico until next year, but we get to lay down the law on the man who bounced G.'s check in Chicago, then spend a couple days in DC and head back to Brooklyn.
Nonetheless, this trip has been absolutely incredible thus far. I've met tons of great people, I've gotten some more work, and I've been overwhelmed with beauty of all kinds ever since we hit Colorado.
These last couple days prove... Kids are great, as long as they're not yours. Ok, back to laundry.