Monday, June 21, 2004
Tonight's posting is courtesy of several members of the Oakmount Enclave.
My goodness.
It's been sometime since I've been here. Sorry.
Got back tonight from a weekend away of gigs (will report on them shortly) to a group of folks enjoying an illegal blazing bonfire, celebrating summer solstice in the backyard of the Oakmount Enclave.
Now, there were no marshmallows in sight - not good for an backyard bonfire. I ventured off to the neighborhood 7-11 to bring some back to the fire - found 2 bags on the shelf and proceeded to the cash. In line behind me was a 5'2", 20-something year old with teeny-tiny pupils, attempting to scan himself with the clerk's scanner. I smiled at him and said "dude...did you scan?". He smiled back and laughed, asked what I was up to tonight ('or something to that effect); I was going to say, "dude, me and my homies are kicking back with the 'mallows at the enclave" but decided against it. I paid for the 'mallows', he said see you again sometime. Off I went.
Anyhow, back to the enclave, armed with multiple bags of marshmallows. Found some good sticks, sharpened 'em up and we all started roasting the 'mallows over the fire. Noted that we'd never before sat at a bonfire with a subway rumbling below. Ate a couple more marshmallows then discovered what a fun noise they make when they smack off of Jorge's forehead (uncooked, of course). 2 empty 'mallow bags, many 'mallows later, much laughter resounded in the enclave.
Stu showed us how he can illuminate the entire 20 story apartment building next to the enclave with his 5 billion watt industrial strength flashlight. Trevor Mills created an amazing gigantic bunny-rabbit shadow puppet-show on the apartment building with his hands - we suspect that many of the residents will be having nightmares tonight.
After much merriment and hilarity, the fire burned down, and the enclave disbursed.
Today we awoke to a yard full of misdirected marshmallows, and a firepit in the middle of the driveway.
THE END
My goodness.
It's been sometime since I've been here. Sorry.
Got back tonight from a weekend away of gigs (will report on them shortly) to a group of folks enjoying an illegal blazing bonfire, celebrating summer solstice in the backyard of the Oakmount Enclave.
Now, there were no marshmallows in sight - not good for an backyard bonfire. I ventured off to the neighborhood 7-11 to bring some back to the fire - found 2 bags on the shelf and proceeded to the cash. In line behind me was a 5'2", 20-something year old with teeny-tiny pupils, attempting to scan himself with the clerk's scanner. I smiled at him and said "dude...did you scan?". He smiled back and laughed, asked what I was up to tonight ('or something to that effect); I was going to say, "dude, me and my homies are kicking back with the 'mallows at the enclave" but decided against it. I paid for the 'mallows', he said see you again sometime. Off I went.
Anyhow, back to the enclave, armed with multiple bags of marshmallows. Found some good sticks, sharpened 'em up and we all started roasting the 'mallows over the fire. Noted that we'd never before sat at a bonfire with a subway rumbling below. Ate a couple more marshmallows then discovered what a fun noise they make when they smack off of Jorge's forehead (uncooked, of course). 2 empty 'mallow bags, many 'mallows later, much laughter resounded in the enclave.
Stu showed us how he can illuminate the entire 20 story apartment building next to the enclave with his 5 billion watt industrial strength flashlight. Trevor Mills created an amazing gigantic bunny-rabbit shadow puppet-show on the apartment building with his hands - we suspect that many of the residents will be having nightmares tonight.
After much merriment and hilarity, the fire burned down, and the enclave disbursed.
Today we awoke to a yard full of misdirected marshmallows, and a firepit in the middle of the driveway.
THE END
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