Surprisingly, tonight ended up being quite an adventure. You see, it all started when I wanted to go to my brother's school's haunted house. I had gotten home late from work and called my younger brother, Paul, to see if he wanted to tag along and go to the haunted house. He said sure, so I got home, changed, and was out of the house in a matter of ten minutes. We stopped by the 7-Eleven nearby to get some energy drinks to get the utmost scare-ability out of the ghoulish school activity.
After that quick refuel, we were on our way. Since it was Paul's birthday, I let him do all the talking. He told me about the presents he had gotten (new shoes, a new basketball, the "Transformers" DVD...I can see a green-eyed monster!) We talked and listened to music for most of the twenty-minute trip. I decided to call one of my friends who had called me earlier to see what was up and, lo and behold, "the haunted house was closed," he said. "They closed down early cuz' there wasn't enough people." Crap! I thought.
"Well, Paul, what do you want to do?" I asked as we made a quick U-turn. "I mean, do you really want to go...Krispy Kreme!!! (sp?)" The perfect place to get a late night doughnut fix! So we set our sights on the nearest KK and just drove, becoming one with the road. We arrived at the doughnut shop, only to find that it too was closed (not surprisingly...who in their right mind would eat a fried piece of batter dipped in heart-wrenching amounts of sugar that late?) So, we settled on the next best thing...a Wal-Mart Supercenter!!!
We drove over and walked in with a strut in or step like we owned the place. We saw the old, gray-haired greeter smiling gaily, as if it were the middle of the day rather than 11:00 o'clock at night...I would hate that job. Anyways, we decided on our plan: walk to the toy section, buy random gifts for each member of our family, and have fun doing it. Once we found the toy section it was all smooth sailing from there. We found some foam pirate swords, complete with daggers, and commenced to have a sword fight right in the middle of the aisle [Disclaimer: Please do not try this at home. Random foam sword fights can result in excessive yelling, laughing, or rolling on the ground and side-effects may include drooling, biting, hitting, clawing, or gouging out of the eyes. May result in fun.]
We found our gifts somewhat easily: a toy car for our sister, because she has been wanting a real car since she got her permit, but we all vowed to keep the peace on the road for as long as we could, so we got her the next best thing; two dolls for our littlest brother because we knew he would either make fun of them and have fun or genuinely play with them and have fun, either one worked for us; a set of instant model locomotives that are in pill form (I have no idea...) and a Nickelodeon "Smell-O-Meter" for our mom, because she likes the most random things, and what is more random than pills that turn into trains; head- and armbands for our dad because he is active and we truly thought he would use them.
So we bought the gifts, got home, made up poems for each of our family members signed by the "Mystery Shoppers" so that they would know who's was who's, and put them on the counter with a note to "wait to open until the morning". Altogether it was a pretty productive night. I really love random events. They keep you on your toes and keep your life from getting stagnant, especially foam sword fights. You should try them sometime...a foam sword fight will really wake you up.
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