Monday, November 10, 2008

Catching up...

1. Last year, my wife begged me to go to "Scream at the Beach." It's a haunted house event that they hold in Portland every year. They have this semi abandoned mall and they use each store as a different haunted house and each haunted house has a different theme. Me, being the jerk that I am, simply put it off until the event closed and we ended up not being able to go. I did, however, promise that we would go this year. So guess who happens to have a fantastic memory? My wife. So this year, we went. We even talked some of our friends into going. There were lines out the door and this place was packed (I hate crowded places). So for each house you go into, you have to wait in a line. We waited about 1 1/2 hours for the first one. B-O-R-I-N-G. We waited about another hour for the second one, which was supposedly the scariest one. This one was even worse. It was so dark in there, we got lost like 3 times and had "scary" people whispering to us, "wrong way." I thought they were trying to scare us into thinking we were lost. Nope. So after the second one, we left. 3 hours of my life wasted. But at least I kept my promise.


This picture was taken about 30 minutes into the first line. That's why people are actually smiling.


The most entertaining moment of the night. Poor kid. At what point do you just give up and say, "let's shave it?" (Even if it is a girl.)


My wife read this book....



And I suffered the consequences... Carrot juice is actually not that bad when it doesn't have celery, spinach, beets, and vomit. Thanks for the memories mom.

4 comments:

Jennifer said...

what the.... she's already skinny and fabulous! and i don't know if i can agree... carrot juice will always taste like crap to me. no matter if it doesn't have endive, celery, beet, barley green powder in it. just can't block out the memories/nightmares.

Steve said...

wow double post. sweeeet.

John said...

oh... those memories.
i was the good son and actually drank the juice. the bad sons (no names) poured it down the sink.
or was that the han-yak....

esther said...

i remember drinking those "all the veggies you can think of" juice! korean mothers....i tell ya!