A Game and Some Exhaustion

So, in the past week, I have finished a book called Ender's Game and battled an extreme form of exhaustion called jet lag. Ugh.

I guess I should start with the book.

Ender's Game  is about a boy named Ender who was selected for a special school. This school,, the Battle School, was created for finding the perfect commander for an upcoming attack to wipe out the only other intelligent race in the galaxy. In Battle School he became commander of an army of other students in the Battle School's game. He excelled. He then moved on to Command School to see if he was ready to command a real army. Here he plays simulations.

I'm not going to give you any more or I'll ruin the story.

However, I'd give this book a 4.8 because there were a few phrases that you have to figure out before the end, and I had the author's definitive edition! The book was very good though.

Now, back to exhaustion.

After 9 holes of golf at 7, I hopped on a plane and flew all the way across the country to get home at 10 p.m.(Vegas Time) To me, it felt like 12:00 p.m(South Carolina time). After the bowl of cereal or bagel or whatever I had (I can't remember) I fell asleep and awoke at 7:30 a.m. (Vegas Time), I felt tired yet back on track. My parents were the exact opposite.

I'm now off to other thoughts, so I should say a humble goodbye:

Goodbye  readers! I'm sorry I kept you waiting!

Fin,
    Andrew S.

Ink is to Homes as Salmon is to Rivers

I was hoping to blog from the store, but it turned out I was going to just drive around and look at random peoples' homes.

My dad was out of ink for his computer, and we (as in my sister and I) were draggd out into the real world. The real world, in this instance, is compared to a fairy dreamland where birds can speak in British accents.

But before this pilgrimage, I went on one of another kind.

I went through model homes.

They smelled, well, horrible.

But, even before that, I tried to go over to a friend's house. But I forgot they were on a busy day. I had myself all ready for a day with my friend, but they weren't even home.

Lucky me.

 But the thing is, I was okay. And I'm fine with that. However, I need to stop with this screaming thing my sister and have going on. We screamed util my mom's teeth hurt. And I'm sorry about that.

About the pilgrimage, we meant to go to OfficeMax or whatever it was. But we came at least an hour and 44 minutes late. So, we went to go look at rental houses. I waved to a small girl and she just stared.


That's right.


However, I'm starting to get REALLY excited to go on my trip to the wonderful state of South Carolina. We are leaving at an hour that NO ONE should wake up at. But, that's the way it goes. I'm going to see if I can a flight tracker for my flights and post it. I'll post several times (hopefully!)

Checking out, it's Andrew!

I Eat (Part Of) A 5-Gallon Milkshake

Today, I went off to the good-bye ceremony of a wonderful place called the Reed Whipple Cultural Center here in Vegas. Every time I think about this building it brings up memories of shows, lunches, and classes with The Rainbow Company, where my father works. This was a shared building, up until recently, where the Rainbow Company sort of took over. Everybody already moved out.

My father and his coworker threw a big goodbye party. With a 5-Gallon milkshake. We dumped 2.5 gallons into a 5 gallon paint bucket with a gallon of milk. Then the put they huge thing of slush into a paint mixer! Guess what. I have video.

Preparation...

..and  shaking!

And were these milkshakes delicious!. I'm talking really, really, delicious. There were even leftovers! Alas, I think they were thrown out...

I sincerely wonder what the world's largest milkshake is...

In a week, I will be thrown across the country on a jet. I will have to wake up at 3:30 Las Vegas time, and go to sleep at around 10 to 11 South Carolina time. Let us keep in mind that will be sitting about 95% of that. 

I'm really excited!!!!!! (NO, THAT IS NOT SARCASM!!!)