Tiger Wasteland

So the twinz got word of an upcoming skaterdude skateboard tournament at the popular Progressive Skate Park in nearby Canton (well it's only 45 minutes away) and they ask if we can go so that they may enter their first tournament.

You gotta love it that Sis and BroInLaw both agreed it was a good idea (How else do you get to be the Flying Tomato in the Olympics?) but the finances were a bit short this week and I agreed to sponsor the entry fee for the both of them to enter.

And then we get the schedule. Saturday is registration and free skate practice and then the tournament starts on Sunday afternoon. Okay, that means we either commute an hour each way each day or we have to find overnight accommodations.

And then it hit me! DoDo and JoJo only live about 10 minutes from the skatepark. So I call them. DoDo and JoJo used to be our neighbors when we lived at the lake and then we parted ways but still keep in touch. They are excited to have us come over for the weekend. Great, the whole plan is slowly falling into place.


Now everyone is excited! Me, for getting to see DoDo and JoJo and Lil Miss Daisy. Sis and BroInLaw for not having to make the commute back and forth and the twinz for getting to skate in their first tournament. It's all working out.

Then we get to Saturday and the DAY FROM HELL!

First there were two soccer games instead of the one that we had planned into the itinerary. Then there was the emergency call from Just Zack whose alternator went out in his mode of transportation and we had to deliver an extra car to him that caused us to add about 50 extra miles to our journey to the skatepark and JoJo's house.

But we finally arrived later than usual. And then the party gets started.

We do the whole cocktailing and catching up and pretty soon we start playing games. First DoDo brings out the plastic BB revolvers that he and JoJo bought at a gun show here in Rome and play "Mr and Mrs Smith" with each other and have wars in their house together. (Now that, my folks, is how to keep your marriage fresh and fun!)

Then it progresses into seeing who can shoot the upside down styrofoam cup off each other's heads (a'la William Tell). It was hysterical.

And somewhere in all the hysterical fun and confusion, DoDo picks up a piece of coral off the fireplace hearth and throws it right at Bro's crotch. Direct Hit! Both Nutz. He falls off the couch into the floor in agony for about 5 minutes. And all we could do was laugh our asses off! I am laughing now as I remember the details.

(to be continued)