Rain is pretty.

Though it did kill our fire.
by Mil'vardea

Have an epic race between several, quickly built Lego cars down the middle of the street. Hehe.

God, we're nerds, and it's awesome.

In an epic moment of genius, Smoo decided we should have a Lego car race down the street. IrishCream's car won first, because her car was terrain-ready. Smoo and my cars were a little worse for wear, until we had the brilliant idea of laying cardboard on the road. It was sweet.

My car won the rest of the races, and IrishCream's came in second. Smoo's car was retarded.

After the race, Black Beard finally joined us, and we lit a fire in the back yard for s'mores. We made some silly videos with our phones, and took some hilarious pictures. We were having a grand old time, until the driving rain drove us indoors.

The storm came quickly, a drenching storm of epic proportions. Not really, but it kind of seemed that way for a time. We ran inside, towel-dried off, and then, as quickly as possible, made a pot of coffee (decaf, for Smoo) and ran out onto the porch to watch the storm come in. It was beautiful and pouring, and we sat on the porch, watching it come down with a retrospective kind of non-silence.

IrishCream's Car

Mil'vardea's Car

Smoo's Car




..::heartsinfall::..

The Department of Redundancy Department

This coming Thursday, we'll have been at this for two weeks.
by Mil'vardea

So what's it like? The ideas have yet to become stale; rather, two things have been keeping us from doing wild things then posting about them. One is the insistent and ever-present rain. It's been like the outermost band of a hurricane for the past five days or so, raining constantly for two of them. We wanted to finish our Valentine's Cards (we still have a couple more to do), but it's been raining like it's going out of style. We wouldn't want to get those pretty little cards wet.

Secondly is Black Beard. He's finally on the heal, and was able to come out for a bit last night. He couldn't talk much without coughing, but he was finally out and about, making jokes in a phelm-deepened voice. He sounded like he's been smoking for a few decades; it's hilarious.

So, hopefully soon we'll have some crazy things to write about. Until then, farewell, and God speed. Or however you say that.

..::heartsinfall::..

A Spoonful of Sugar...

What Everyone Needs to Feel a Little Better
by Mil'vardea and Smoo

They had a "get well soon" card at Walmart that sings the song "Spoonful of Sugar" every time you open it. It was so annoying, we decided to buy it for Black Beard.

He's been sick for the past few days or so, so Smoo decided we should make him a "get well" pack, consisting of a singing card and a 2-liter of cough syrup (more commonly known as Mountain Dew Code Red) all tucked into a nice plastic case with a pretty bow on it. It had to be waterproof, since it's been pouring down rain for hours, and I don't think it's going to stop any time soon.

We picked up the card first, after playing with all the singing cards (including an especially annoying card of Spongebob singing, or attempting to sing). As we walked through the store, I attempted to make the techno remix of "Spoonful of Sugar" by opening and closing the card over and over. We gathered all of the ingredients for our "get better" pack. I kept the car running and the lights off like we were on a beer run and Smoo surreptitiously slunk through the rain so well he didn't get wet and deposited the stash on the porch of Beard's heavily guarded estate (by three vicious kittens).

Then we giggled.

Feel better Black Beard, before we figure out a way to sneak into your bedroom.

..::heartsinfall::..