Travis here. I think I'm back in the land of the living, after a few grueling weeks of work. I'm going to try and post more frequently this week. Which is great...unless you dislike me and/or think I'm stupid, in which case...it sucks to be you.
Recently, a young family moved in across the street. They have a young girl, about the same age as The Bubba. Her name is Isabella, and she is completely in love with the Bubba. She doesn't know many words...but her parents say she asks for "Boba" all day long. We decided that it was time they went on their first date. I was a little apprehensive because Isabella's mother is Spanish, which means that Isabella is Spanish. (Did you follow that genetics lesson? Email me if you have questions) I was apprehensive because being Spanish means only one thing. Scandalous. Being that it was their first date, and that Isabella moves fast, the parents thought they needed chaperones.
So we accompanied the kiddos to the freak show that is Chuck E. Cheese's. Upon entry, we were greeted by a six foot tall rat, dancing around like an idiot. The Bubba immediately applied the death grip and wouldn't let go of me for anything. He buried his head in my chest as I tried to assure him that everything would be alright. He wasn't buying it, and if I'm honest...neither was I. This place was like a three years old's bad acid trip. Complete over stimulation. After Bubba and I had calmed down, we decided to play a few games. Our biggest accomplishment of the night was that he helped Jenn and I dominate on Skee Ball.
All-in-all, it was a pretty typical night a The Cheese's. The pizza looked like it was starched, in that it didn't bend...and it tasted like cardboard. As you can imagine, I had REALLY weird dreams last night. I would speculate that The Bubba also had some strange dreams, involving a six foot Rat, neon lights, and a kiss from his lady. That's right folks. He got a kiss in at the buzzer. He was going for the lips, but at the last second, Isabella turned and gave him the cheek. She's such a tramp.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
Posted by The Avilas at 10:38 PM