Oh hey Kathy, welcome back! Glad you're safe and sound, that's always good. Thanks Ed, but I don't think I need anything to drink at the moment.
Chef: Zeen tell us mure-a!
Alright, alright. So Saturday we were originally going to go for our bike ride, but my big sister somehow got scheduled to work on Sunday and she wasn't sure if she would be able to get someone to cover her shift, so we rearranged our schedule a bit so she could come to the Dells with us. So we went to Wisconsin Dells on Saturday. We left the house about a quarter to eleven, stopped for lunch at a Subway... er, the restaurant, not the... um... form of transportation... anyway, I was thinking that since it was a three and a half hour drive there, I could take my notebook with and write another chapter or so of my fanfic, but we ended up spending a lot of the time taking this "know your body" quiz or something like that, it was in my sister's book. <shrug> It was kind of interesting, but it got kind of old. Anyway, we got to the Dells, and right away bought tickets to the Tommy Bartlett show and the ducks.
Chef: Doocks? Yuoo buooght teeckets tu see-a doocks? Leeke-a, zee burds?
No, not to see ducks as in birds. To ride in ducks as in amphibious army vehicles built for World War II. It's one of those things that you just sort of have to do if you go to Wisconsin Dells. Some sort of unwritten rule. Anyway, we went on the ducks first thing. The driver was really nice, she told us all sorts of information and Fozzie Bear quality jokes. It was fun! And then we walked around the shopping area of ... I guess you'd call it "down town Wisconsin Dells". When we finished with all that, we still had about an hour before we figured we needed to eat dinner to get to the Tommy Bartlett show in time. So we went miniature golfing! We only did ten holes, but it was fun. I did the worst, but you know what? I don't care. I enjoyed it. So then for dinner we went to a place called... what was it... Damon's, I think? It was a nice sit down family restaurant, really good food, great service, not too expensive. So we ate and headed for the Tommy Bartlett show. We got there, got a good parking place, and realized there was a path to get to a Harley-Davidson accessory shop that we had wanted to go to. See there's this unwritten rule that says that when you own a Harley-Davidson, which my dad does now, every time you go to a place that sells Harley stuff, you have to buy a t-shirt or something that specifies which place it is. Well, since we still had some time before the show started and it had already been determined where our seats were, we went to the Harley place.
Chef: Su, yuoor treep ves besed lergely oon unvreettee rooles?
Um... yeah, I guess so. But anyway, Dad got a shirt that says "Harley-Davidson Wisconsin Dells," and the guy who was working there... well, you know how conversations can go sometimes, and my mom's shirt business came up, and he offered to display her business cards. So she's going to send him some, which is pretty cool. Then we went to the Tommy Bartlett show, which was SO COOL! I mean, they ski in pyramids, and backwards, and without skis... it's so awesome to watch! And then there was a fifteen minute intermission, and the second half had a juggler. He was pretty darn funny, and he had his seven-year old son come on stage and ride a unicycle, and then his four-year old son came on and danced a little and did a little unicycle riding. Then there was a sixteen-foot metal globe that a couple guys rode motorcycles in. That was awesome. And there were a three people who- well, as the announcer put it, they juggled each other with their feet. It was very cool to watch. And then there was a laser show, which was okay except that by that time I kind of had a headache, so I didn't really appreciate the first half of it. But then they put up this sheet, and used the lasers to do sort of a music video type thing while playing... um... shoot, I don't know what the song's called! You know the one, it's... "And I'm proud to be an American, where at least I know I'm free, and I won't forget the men who died and gave that right to me..." That one. It gave me goosebumps, it was so amazing! Anyway, it was a three and a half hour drive home, so I wrote a little with my personal light, then when it started bother my sister- she was driving- I wrote some more using my cell phone for light. Anyway, we got home, and the neighbors were having another one of their "Let's get drunk at sing at the top of our lungs till sometime after four in the morning" parties, and when they're like that I can hear them in my room like they're two feet away. So I took my pillows, my blanket, and a big sheet and went to the couch downstairs, where I usually can't hear them. But they were being REALLY loud, so I could still hear them. So I took everything and went to the basement, where there's this big foam pad, and I slept on that. Of course as soon as I got all settled, the dehumidifier came on for a little bit, and that's pretty loud, too. But I ended up getting a good night's sleep, which <yawn> is exactly what I could use about now. So how about if I tell you about yesterday, tomorrow?
Chef: Elreeght. Um de hur de hur de hur. Sleep's impurtunt, tuu.
That it is. Goodnight, everybody!
Chef: Guudneeght!
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