Ameeeeeerica!

Yesterday was the 4th of July. For most of my readers, that probably meant eating hotdogs or something, setting off sparklers and singing patriotic songs. If I’m lucky enough to have readers who don’t live in the U.S., you may have spent yesterday doing nothing particularly interesting. (To any Canadians out there, happy late Canada Day!) For me, it meant driving out to the Hooper residence (located in the middle of nowhere) and setting off fireworks until there was nothing left to set fire to.

The celebration got off to a good start when Atsuko’s dad introduced us to an overgrown version of those little popper things that you throw on the ground. I recorded a video of Finn demonstrating their use with the intention of of showing it to my dad. You can find said video here.

They seemed charming and fun until Atsuko’s dad stuffed his pockets with them and threw them at our feet without warning for the rest of the day.

We spent most of the day doing fun things that weren’t particularly noteworthy. Shooting off bottle rockets, throwing fire crackers into puddles, and chasing children away from explosives at the last minute seemed to be the general themes. During this intermission, Atsuko’s dad discovered the metal trash can sitting in the middle of the Hooper’s yard.

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This spelled the beginning of the end for us all, especially when Finn joined in the fun.

We then took a break to eat and talk with each other without the explosive intermediates that had facilitated our social interactions for the past hour or so. We sat and enjoyed the taste of lovely home-cooked food, the smell of spent fireworks, and the melodious tones of some kind of mariachi music carried to us on the wind.

As a point of reference for future events, here is a picture of what I ate for dinner.

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(Muuuurca!)

This picture only becomes significant in the face of the events that followed. If you haven’t already guessed, we set fire to my leftover hamburger.

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The thing was surprisingly hard to burn, but with the tireless efforts of Atsuko and Pinky, we finally managed to give it a proper viking funeral.

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This, however, was not the most interesting event of the evening. No, this was reserved for when it grew dark and rainy, and Finn and I had the brilliant idea of strapping Eric’s waifu (I mean, favorite character), Labrys, to a bottle rocket.

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It seemed like a flawless plan to destroy the blasted thing, but fate would have it that our efforts were sorely wasted. We watched her sail into the sky in a graceful arc of explosives and sparks, and then witnessed her float unharmed back to Earth. We tried again to destroy her. You can find a video of our failure here.

After another failed attempt or so, Finn and I decided to bring out the big guns.

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The artillery shell, thankfully, did not disappoint.

The rest of the night was spent in highly entertaining ways. The Hoopers brought out the big fireworks, and for a while we watched (and set off) huge explosions that left our ears ringing. After all was said and done, though, we dragged ourselves, exhausted, to Steak n’ Shake, where we met Eric Hooper.

Rather than recounting anything interesting that occurred at this meeting of the sleep-deprived, I will simply leave you with an i-spy of our own creation.

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Yeah, yeah, I know we probably shouldn’t have stolen the children’s pens to deface a menu-thingy.

Whatever. We were tired, and we do what we want.

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Summer: A Photo Summary

Alternatively read as, “Hey guys, I’m still alive!”


So… yeah, it’s been a while since I updated this blog. Again. I’m sorry, any of my actual readers. It’s not that I’ve lost my love of writing (you see that new sticker in the sidebar? Yeaaaaaaah), it’s just that shenanigans haven’t been so funny that I’ve absolutely had to blog about them, and, quite frankly, I’ve forgotten how to be a responsible adult. Still, that hasn’t stopped me from returning with updated bios and new pictures in tow! Each of these (or at least, each cluster of these) would probably have constituted a post in its own right if I had written about them right when they happened, but you know how it is—shenanigans are a lot less interesting in retrospect.

That doesn’t mean they’re not interesting, though.

So yeah, here you go!


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Summer got off to a good start when the Hoopers took Eric to Casa Blanca for his birthday. Finn’s response to these shenanigans?

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You get the idea.

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Fritz expresses his opinions very eloquently through Snapchat.

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This was written in response to a group chat message from Fritz that read, “Please note: Rosario Vampire is easier to take in as a manga.”

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Long story short, Eric sympathized with Finn and I about a friend being stupid, and in response we bought him a cupcake. Not to be too nice, however (we are tsundere), we included a special message of our own. (I censored it because of reasons, but you get the idea.)

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I had to go to a doctor’s appointment in Birmingham, and Finn agreed to come with me. On the way back we got stuck in a three-hour traffic jam in my car, which has no air conditioning. By the time we found these stickers, Finn had already given in to madness.

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My eventual retaliation.

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Makeshift Pathfinder campaign (for my little brothers) is makeshift.

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The only right way to watch the anime.

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Finn attempting to do something nice, once again failing with simple tasks, such as using plastic bags.

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Little brother, two days before convention: “I want to cosplay Edward Elric!” My response.

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The finished product, featuring the youngest Hooper boy as Luffy! And finally…

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FINN. THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS.


There you have it, folks. A whole summer’s worth of antics summarized in poorly taken pictures. Do you feel enlightened now?

(Yeah, I should probably go back and write better captions for them. Oh well. I do what I want.)