FUN, FUN, FUN
JULY 2, 2002
(Recollection of a Saturday when this grown man was reduced to a big happy kid in the final hours)

Well, well, well. Greetings to all. Here I am...and I'm still here. I have nothing else to do, so I decided to talk about my floofy little Saturday. It was ridiculous...in a mostly good way.

The date was June 29, 2002. My weekend started off dusty as usual. Nothing to do but to just sit around the house and watch TV after sleeping for a long time. During the afternoon, I was listening to some tunes that my sister was bumpin' on her computer that was hooked to her stereo. I forgot exactly what she was playing, but oh well. They were all dance tracks. Well, she was getting ready to go somewhere, and she didn't know how to act because she thought she was all cute and stuff and she lost some weight. Looking in the mirror trying to check herself out...please. She ain't nobody. Also, my mom is trying to do the same thing along with doing some sort of unexplainable dancing. It was expected because she does it all the time. A load of laughs, I tell you. Well, both of them left, and I soon was by myself with my sister's poor excuse for a dog. I think that fool is really a cat. Anyway, now that I was by myself, I needed something to do. So, I decided to get on AOL to surf the net and play some stuff myself. I started bumpin' Michael Jackson Live In Brunei 1996 MP3's. It's a tight concert...should've been officially released on CD. I played Jam, Wanna Be Startin' Somethin', Human Nature, and Smooth Criminal. I don't quite remember if I played anything else. I was performing like MJ during the first two songs, but then I stopped since I got tired and stuff. That was not supposed to happen. I know I'm not losing it. It was just an off day...I hope. After I played that stellar collection of songs, I listened to other stuff. What stuff? Stuff from a group of individuals that I have mentioned before elsewhere on this site...The Nice Guys. I played just one song from them. I intended to listen to more, but I didn't. Since I've said too much already, I'll just fast forward to the (so-called) good part.

It's around 8:30 or 9:00 pm. I'm listening to the MJ concert once more. This time, it was Man In The Mirror (That's my jam right there...among many others). My sister comes home, and she's like "Oh great" or something like that since Mike is blasting through her speakers. She's like that all the time with MJ, but I'm the same way when I hear her two main men Jon B. and Donell Jones. Those two ducks ain't nothing compared to MJ. She should know by now. Anyway, she's all bored...and it was proven when she asked me to go somewhere with her. That was very atrocious. She asked me to go to Putt Putt Golf & Games with her. It's a fun little amusement place. She originally wanted her troll...I mean boyfriend to go with her. He declined. In her own words, he didn't want to go to Putt Putt because he was being a butt-butt (LOL). I had nothing else to do, so I took her up on her offer. Alright, I'm frontin'...yeah I wanted to go. So what! I got ready, and by 10:00 p.m. we were on our way. I already could not contain myself in the vehicle. My goof switch turned on immediately. I was laughing and being a goof-goof. By the time we got to Putt Putt, it was all over. I was about to have some inexplicable fun!

As soon as we stepped in with all of the ridiculous people, it was on. First off, I browsed around a pit to look at the little facilities. The arcade room was kinda cool complete with out of control Sega arcade games like "The Ocean Hunter" and "Jumbo Safari" (only Sega would do some mess like those). I saw other games like Namco's Time Crisis and that dancing game where you have to step on the floor pad and do the right steps. The dude that was playing wasn't a very good dancer. He was just stomping, but he was doing so well. My sister and I were trippin' off him. Next, we decided to go back into the game room where we could earn tickets. I already spotted some tickets that no one got, so I snatched them. Hey, finders keepers! Now, it was time to earn some on my own. I got some tokens, and then it was time to play. I started with a few games of Big Mouth...you know, the game where you shoot those big balls at the clown's big mouth and knock out his teeth. I played that many times. I became a Big Mouth wiz in such a short time. Then, I looked at my sister attempting to play some little game where you insert a token to make other tokens fall or something like that. I forgot the name or its major premise. Let's just say that...she can't play very well. She did get some tickets though. I challenged her to a game of basketball. She declined (because she know she sucks), so I played by myself. I racked up some tickets in that event. She was still trying to play that stupid gold token game. After a while, she stopped, and then she went to some mechanical ticket counter so she could find out how many tickets she had. She already had some from previous visits, so she did have a lot. Soon after, the machine cheated her...ten of her tickets weren't counted! HAHAHAHAHAHA! She got some help though, and the problem was solved (Booooooooooooo!). She actually wasn't the only one. When one of the staff members opened up the machine, many tickets were seen as being munched like delicious snacks. Well, it was break time. My sister wanted to get some prizes with her tickets, and I decided to get a tasty treat: A frozen cherry flavored slushed beverage. It was so very, very tasty. Back to the prizes. The problem was...There was not much of a good selection. She had to think about it for a while, and the lady behind the counter was trying to help her. They were both being crazy, and I was just standing there laughing at the both of them. Meanwhile, some kid was playing with this candy machine, and apparently he didn't get the candy. He got highly perturbed. That was hilarious. Well, after much pondering, my sister finally got these things: a paddle ball, a monkey on a stick, and some Old Maid cards among others. Yeah, I know...little prizes. I didn't get anything. I saved my tickets for accumulation purposes (I'm making sure that I come back). The night was soon over, so I played a few more rounds of Big Mouth, and then the ultimate challenge. My sister and I faced off in a game of Air Hockey. It was hard for me to get into it the first time. She beat me badly. The score was 2 to 7. I was terrible, but I was determined to get her in the next round. Sure enough, I did...for a while. I scored six points on her dusty self. I told her the tables have turned. I spoke too soon. The crunch monster was gaining on me once more. As soon as I asked what was the winning game point (which was seven), the little heifer scored on me. Freakin' duck! I was ready to go then, and the place was about to close anyway. At 12:00 am, my day was fulfilled. I had lots of fun playing the games and laughing at all of the goofy looking people. Fast forward to being back at home. The heifer wanted to play a few rounds of Old Maid. Fine...I decided to play. I lost all three times! How in the world did I end up with the Old Maid THREE FREAKIN' TIMES?! At that moment, I was through with her. That little fun moment was over. She laughed at my defeat, but I didn't care...for the most part.

All in all, my Saturday turned from uneventful to eventful within a matter of hours. It definitely was not that bad. You know what, I must have been terribly bored to write all of this. Am I that desperate to fill up my Refiective Moments section of my website? I'm thinking to myself..."Why did I rant on and on about day in my life?" Also, to know that I wrote about how my hideous sister and I had a barrel of fun speaks volumes. I hope I never do that again. So, I'm about to go. Peace.