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It's the story about the steriotypical struggle of a slightly dense yet dashing, young college student and the day by day trials that come with being a slightly dense yet dashing college student. Full of excitment, drama, and a hobo named Ernie. Each day new surprises that only such a tale can bring, tune in for new updates every week, or month....or whenever. So why am I now entering the wonderful world of blogging? I don't really have much to say. Im not overly opinionated, political minded or preachy. I'm just a big advocate for journal writing and keeping good memories in a place you can find them. Unfortunatly I'm also very lazy so I need to do it in a way that keeps my attention. I figure that telling my thoughts and experiences to the world every once in a while might just do the trick. That's all you need to know so don't expect too much from me, just enough.

Monday, June 18, 2012

Hunger games?



       If there is one wish that I have taken away from watching Disney channel original movies as a kid it is the unbridled desire to one day initiate, or at least take part in, a spontaneous and epic food fight. I was sorely disappointed when I made it all the way through grade school and the opportunity still hadn't presented itself. Although 'Initiate food fight' has made its way onto my bucket list I did get to witness a war with edible ammunition.

        Impromptu chaos would have been preferred but I guess this group of people got tired  of waiting and decided to plan one at a birthday party instead. After being recruited to photographize the carnage we set up the battlefield  by scattering a generous amount of food on the grass and unleashed a free-for-all.
        Hot dogs and salad dressing flew through the air and people began to pummel each other with water balloons filled with root-beer or BBQ sauce. The huge birthday cake found its way onto everyone's shirt along with mustard, maple syrup and  whip-cream. Even I didn't make it out without getting some ice cream all over my face.

        The night ended with a garden hose and a very sticky drive home for most. It was a satisfying scene but in my heart still lies the need to start fortuitous lunch hour havick in a public place. Among other things of course. After all who wouldn't want to sacrifice their tacos if it meant punishing an unfortunate stranger for standing within range of your Monday induced fury.


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