Angry and Scary Day

Oh my gosh. Today was... Scary. But, we'll get to that later.

First off: Ball Tag. It's a game we made up that's like tag, but with a ball. You have to hit people with the ball, or they're not it. We play with 4 or 5 people and have a wide playing area across the neighborhood that we can play in, which makes the game a lot more fun. However, this game starts WAY to many arguments. It's normally about time-outs at "inappropriate times" (like if someone's running towards you with the ball, and you call a time out.) Not cool.

Yesterday, we played a fun game of ball tag, and Connor and Lexie got into a fight. It ended up being a "Lexie picks on me all the time and always tries to tag me" argument. Now, normally, I'm the moderator in these games, and I always keep my cool. I told Connor that it was his and Lexie's choice on who does what to each other, and that I don't want to be a part of it, sense it doesn't have anything to do with ball tag.

Well, today, the same kind of conversation came up again, this time with Connor and Conner. Again, Connor brought up that Conner has "hated him since first grade," and "I have a big grudge against him." Conner didn't do a good job of keeping his cool in this argument. In fact, it jumped right into it. So Connor tries to get me into it, and I bring it up again that I don't want to be a part of his relationships with others, and that he can do whatever he wants to do with Conner.

Well, Connor didn't like that very much, but we still tried to play. Eventually, Connor couldn't take it anymore and he quit. I hate to see games end up this way, because that's almost always what happens. But, we go on with the game until everyone else quits.

Now for the HORROR SESSION of the... blog... post... So, Josh and I came out to play with Clayton in Metroid Prime: Hunters. He eventually didn't show, making us think that he probably couldn't come out and play. So, we decided to bike around for a while. Then we saw this stray dog running around. We decided we probably shouldn't hang around it, so we biked back up to the end of the street. Well, the dog decided to tag along. So, we figure we should get inside as soon as possible, and so we get ready to head down to my house, and the dog just couldn't resist. I veer to the right, Josh to the left, and it chooses to follow him. He rides up down the street and up the hill, the dog right beside him. I call my dad, and tell him that this rabid dog is chasing us and to unlock the door so we can jump right inside.

So, Josh comes back up the hill, the dog STILL following him, and I tell him the plan. We run up the yard, jump off our bikes, run inside, and slam the door. We look outside, and sure enough: The dog's a robot. No, just kidding. But the dog was still there in our front yard, right next to our bikes, staring at the door.

Then we found another challenge: We left our DSs outside. We open the back door, and listen. Sure enough, the dog was smart enough to wander back there too. We waited about three minutes, then looked outside again. Still there. Eventually, it went away, and we grabed the stuff and ran inside.

But I still had to hang up the extension cord, and Karen had her flip-flops outside. So, we go out into the garage, I hang up the cord, and Josh goes to grab the flip-flops. And of cource- the dog is standing there in the Bruggemann's yard. At the sight of us, he dashes twords us and we run inside.

Eventually he disappeared, but man was it weird. Here to comment: Josh.

"Yeah, I was chased by a dog..."

Uh, ok. Bye, kids!