You know nothing about inventions!
May. 25th, 2003 08:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cosmolinguistThis is the first time I've been online since Wednesday. Here are some of the fun things I remember from the intervening days (mostly Friday evening; that was the best part).
At one point, after one or more of them had done something silly, I turned to Seth and said "I love my friends," probably with a big stupid grin on my face. His reply: "I love your friends too!"
Darren and I took pictures of the pelican statue in Pelican Rapids, but no Microsoft hills.
Seth and Josh and I went swimming, because the hotel had a pool. Seth and I resurrected an activity I'd taught him last summer, when he and I and a bunch of others went to the lake in Starbuck. It's something I've known ever since I can remember: someone bends their knees until they're underwater and someone else can stand on their shoulders, the someone stands up and the someone else flies and splashes and yells. It's hard for us to execute perfectly but even most of the misfires are pretty fun. Josh watched us like we were crazy for a while but we got him to try it too and he seemed to like it all right.
At the reception, Matthew and Seth talked about thermodynamics and surace tension ... while trying to pick up confetti by stabbing it with a plastic fork (that was Seth) and holding a fork over the decorative candle's flame until the ends of the tines curled up (that was Matthew; he was making a "safety fork").
Josh said we should throw a wedding. People draw parts out of a hat or something, and come as that. He says everyone thinks weddings are so silly, but no one ever does anything about it. Katie liked the idea. "A costume party!" She says she wants to be a groomsman.
I got birdseed in my hair. I hadn't even thrown any birdseed. And it certainly wasn't being thrown at me.
My mom had been so worried because I didn't have my shoes for the wedding. I'd just forgotten them in Morris. I figured that since one of my roommates was the bride, something would get worked out. Mom had no such faith. I had no qualms about going barefoot. ("The Barefoot Bridesmaid" ... has a nice ring to it, don't you think?) She told her friends about this crisis; I know because one of them mentioned it to me after church today, when we all stand around and talk: "Did you get your shoes?" Sheesh.
Free pop!
Seth, Darren, Matthew and I shared a room that night; just before we turned off the lights we somehow got talking about solipsism and The Matrix Reloaded. I think we decided that everything was a figment of Seth's imagination (and the figments he decided to call Darren, Matt and Holly had a lot of fun bothering him about this), and that you can probably never really get out of the matrix.
At one point, after one or more of them had done something silly, I turned to Seth and said "I love my friends," probably with a big stupid grin on my face. His reply: "I love your friends too!"
Darren and I took pictures of the pelican statue in Pelican Rapids, but no Microsoft hills.
Seth and Josh and I went swimming, because the hotel had a pool. Seth and I resurrected an activity I'd taught him last summer, when he and I and a bunch of others went to the lake in Starbuck. It's something I've known ever since I can remember: someone bends their knees until they're underwater and someone else can stand on their shoulders, the someone stands up and the someone else flies and splashes and yells. It's hard for us to execute perfectly but even most of the misfires are pretty fun. Josh watched us like we were crazy for a while but we got him to try it too and he seemed to like it all right.
At the reception, Matthew and Seth talked about thermodynamics and surace tension ... while trying to pick up confetti by stabbing it with a plastic fork (that was Seth) and holding a fork over the decorative candle's flame until the ends of the tines curled up (that was Matthew; he was making a "safety fork").
Josh said we should throw a wedding. People draw parts out of a hat or something, and come as that. He says everyone thinks weddings are so silly, but no one ever does anything about it. Katie liked the idea. "A costume party!" She says she wants to be a groomsman.
I got birdseed in my hair. I hadn't even thrown any birdseed. And it certainly wasn't being thrown at me.
My mom had been so worried because I didn't have my shoes for the wedding. I'd just forgotten them in Morris. I figured that since one of my roommates was the bride, something would get worked out. Mom had no such faith. I had no qualms about going barefoot. ("The Barefoot Bridesmaid" ... has a nice ring to it, don't you think?) She told her friends about this crisis; I know because one of them mentioned it to me after church today, when we all stand around and talk: "Did you get your shoes?" Sheesh.
Free pop!
Seth, Darren, Matthew and I shared a room that night; just before we turned off the lights we somehow got talking about solipsism and The Matrix Reloaded. I think we decided that everything was a figment of Seth's imagination (and the figments he decided to call Darren, Matt and Holly had a lot of fun bothering him about this), and that you can probably never really get out of the matrix.
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Hmm...
Date: 2003-05-26 08:01 pm (UTC)Humorous stories, Holly! I hope you enjoyed the wedding...with or without shoes. (That part wasn't resolved in the journal entry.)
P.S. I love you.
Hehehe...
Re: Hmm...
Date: 2003-05-26 08:08 pm (UTC)I love you too.
And you're right, I didn't resolve it. I'd never doubted that the shoes would be there, and they were.
Re: Hmm...
Date: 2003-05-26 08:34 pm (UTC)So the shoes WERE at the wedding then? :)
Re: Hmm...
Date: 2003-05-26 08:59 pm (UTC)Re: Hmm...
Date: 2003-05-30 03:48 pm (UTC)Heh, gotta love high-quality dye staining your skin.
People dye their hair -- do you think people dye their skin -- on purpose?
Hmm...