I blogged a little, finishing three posts. I also read my flight book, and Rebecca entertained herself with a T.V show about deep sea fishing. (I don't know how she got interested in that!)
We came into Greenfield and right away I saw like ten kids.
We parked on Dodge Ave., at a nice tree filled site that... doesn't have T.V. (because we run on satellite and the trees are blocking it.) I don't really care though; I wasn't watching much anyway.
Rebecca and I went out on our bikes, and we met two girls at the playground playing with sand. Amy (seven years old) and Melanie (nine) were their names. Since I don't like playing with sand, I just stood there, bored out of my mind. Then I went to the office restroom, and then came back. Amy and Melanie said they walkie talkie'd their brother to come. I thanked them and became anxious.
The skinniest kid I've ever seen on a bike came. When closer, I noticed red hair, freckles, and an apple (the company) shirt. "Hi, names Andrew."
"Jonathan," he said as I noticed a northern accent.
"Cool. So, you like Apple?"
"Yes, I have an itouch right here," he said as he pulled it out.
"I have an iphone," I said as I showed him the phone on my holster on my pants. (Wow, that was a mouthful.)
"What games do you have?" Jonathan said.
"Umm... I've got a word search game, a gun app, and a game where you match the things up. I also have a flashlight app, and iBooks."
"Wow, I have angry birds, doodle jump, war hero, punch the gun, alien invaders, monkey hits, noose execution, flower pot, zombie lawn, ant smasher, dress eggy, fall down, icy escort, pet shop, unblock me, checkers free, blowfish, into twilight, hangman, color tilt, dizzy bee, tiny zoo, invaders prime, doodle buddy, Sunday lawn, talking cat, stupid day fun, ...etc, etc, (and he named a lot of other I don't know) gods and generals..."
"Stop. I know none of those games!"
"Sorry. Oh, a lot of my games are free by the way."
"So, what do you like to do in the PHYSICAL world."
"Oh, ride bikes, stuff like that. I like guns."
"Ah, I got some at my R.V."
"Cool, can we go?"
"Well, I can't leave my sister, but I'll ask her."
We asked, and she said that she wanted a little longer. Jonathan and I talked about some 12 year old stuff, and after talked about some more 12 year old stuff.
Some other kids came, and we played Ground, Sardines, Tag, Freeze Tag, and many other games. It was a lot of fun!
We went back to the R.V. with Jonathan and Amy and Melanie, and I showed him my cap guns. Then we went back to the playground, and played some more.
That Melanie girl was kind of big and had brown hair, and for some odd reason she was very mean to me. She would bump into me (purposely) say things like,"Why don't you go away?" and would give me odd looks. Finally I asked her why she hated me so much. "Cause your annoying." and then she hit me. It didn't get any better for a while.
"Okay," I said to her, "I don't care if you don't like me or not, but I would appreciate it if you would refrain from inferring you hate my guts. I won't be mean to you, if you don't be mean to me. Just know that it doesn't make you have friends. It just makes you lose friends. And it just did."
That shut her up.
Dad called saying he had pizza, so after petting their Saint Bernard we took our leave of them. Then we ate pizza, I talked to my cousin Daniel on the phone, and we watched a movie about Mark Twain. It was very good.
The only funny event of that night was when Mom went to get pizza. It dropped, and Mom caught, Dad flashed up his hands trying to get it (not knowing Mom had it) and in the course of that spilled his drink. It's moments like those that I wish I could video tape my whole life.
We then had my bed out and slept.
Goodbye for now.
A man is never more truthful than when he acknowledges himself a liar. -M.T.,
Andrew.
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