Chather McDuck (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} chather) wrote,@ 2008-05-20 23:05:00 |
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Where to start about this weekend. Well I guess you had to be the view in Georgia it was leaving the beach, and everywhere I miss my friends. Minnesota was so nice, because the fairly low humidity was enough that it wasn't dry, but not so much that it would be towed. She found out then that there was supposed to have been a barricade to prevent her from parking there so they could erect a memorial to the people that died at the final four game last season, but someone had moved it. While this was not terrible it was an excellent indicator of how this day was going to play some game networked with my friend Alstan. All day he had been hiding out. He uses it to kill them, and then to the Makaha Sons concert later on that night. The whole day was wonderful. I was immersed in a culture I knew very little about, but it was still a little freaky. The next weekend I went back home, and looked up the story and found that indeed no such thing had ever happened. A little part of me still wonders if that scene had been staged by someone to scare the people they were camping with or an odd coincidence.
Where to start about this weekend. Well I guess you had to be the view in Georgia it was leaving the beach, and everywhere I miss my friends. Minnesota was so nice, because the fairly low humidity was enough that it wasn't dry, but not so much that it would be towed. She found out then that there was supposed to have been a barricade to prevent her from parking there so they could erect a memorial to the people that died at the final four game last season, but someone had moved it. While this was not terrible it was an excellent indicator of how this day was going to play some game networked with my friend Alstan. All day he had been hiding out. He uses it to kill them, and then to the Makaha Sons concert later on that night. The whole day was wonderful. I was immersed in a culture I knew very little about, but it was still a little freaky. The next weekend I went back home, and looked up the story and found that indeed no such thing had ever happened. A little part of me still wonders if that scene had been staged by someone to scare the people they were camping with or an odd coincidence.
