The Chronicles of Nerf War Continues...

Once again the call to arms has been made. An opportunity to enact revenge, to regain some dignity, to regain some honor. The call has been made to many and we await to see who will heed that call. With every passing moment the time and day draws near. Due to construction the battle field has been altered. Dirt mounds have been moved, some reduced but still there all the same. The battles will be intense and the demand on each and everyone will be high. Heroes will be sought and heroes will be found. Men made as such due to the fight. Men that will rise from the ranks to prove they are worthy of the weapon they hold. This is no matter to laugh at. The only form of protection will be little plastic glasses. The time will come and it will prove to us who the most valiant are. When Saturday arrives the day still new, new Nerfers and Veterans alike will join together to decide who the victor is. With victory comes the honor and bruises. With the arranged battle time photographs will be taken and a new story to be told...

Got Twins?

I suppose more than anything this post is mainly for my sister-in-law Beki. As you may know from reading my wife's blog Beki was pregnant with twins. The long wait is over both as they were born earlier this week almost a month and a half early and they are both healthy and strong. Laura and I are looking forward to meeting the twins and seeing the rest of her family again. We are already trying to get over to Scotland again for a summer internship. We really miss being with Laura's family. I'm an uncle three times over in only two births how cool is that. Laura was told by our nephew Cameron about having two new little sisters. When Laura said we were trying to get money to come and visit he had the answer ready for her. "You get it from the bank and then you get on the plane to come and visit. Don't forget to bring Stuart." that was about the gist of it anyway. So I now have two nieces by the names of Willow and Daisy. Well if all things go according to plan (and unfortunately the success rate of things going to plan is a bit low) we'll be in Scotland for Christmas 2008. I most definitely hope things go according to plan...

Clock repairs and Crazy old Ladies...

   This happened awhile ago but for some reason I started thinking about it. after we got back home to Rexburg from the long summer vacation we had several messages to listen to. There were the usual ones from companies trying to sell us something and then there was the few church members inviting us to activities several were from people informing me which time the guys were getting together to play Saturday morning football and how they look forward to seeing me there and then there were about three or so from this older woman inquiring about clock repairs. This wouldn't be nearly as funny if our message on the machine was the factory built in one stating "Leave a massage after the beep" in some weird computer generated voice. Ours states whom you are calling and that we'll get back to you as soon as we can. Yet that did not prevent this older woman from calling us and accusing us of failing to properly repair her clock. Once on all its own probably wouldn't have been funny, but it happened three times. Three times this lady heard the machine identify the number she was calling as a private resident and three times she left a message stating her varying moods when she called and her disappointment for not having her clock fixed. I never did call the lady to explain to her that she was calling my apartment and not a place of business but I figured if she didn't believe me when I said who I was on a voice recording that she probably would just yell at me for not fixing her clock. I of course feel sorry for the repair shop when that lady finally does get the right number cause she'll accuse them of the most hideous customer service but by the time we got back form vacation I have no idea how old that last message was as our time stamp doesn't work properly on the answering machine. Oh well... I hope she got it all figured out.  I'll try and get sound clips posted later...

Spinning...

Upon reading the title of this blog a few things may have come to mind. One could have been that exercise thingo, obviously I am not too knowledgeable about that. Another could have been a bunch of people getting dizzy and getting sick. But would you have pictured an 22 year old hopping onto the back of an 18 year old and being spun around? How about the other way around? If that is would you pictured then I suppose you ought to discontiune reading and skip the moives because I'm sure the image you thought up will be less hilarious than the two videos I will have available here for your veiwing pleasure. For those of you less imaginative folks out there, myself included, enjoy the clips provided. This all came about when I was spinning my Nephew around and after a good spin and getting him dizzy letting him walk around like a little drunk 2 1/2 year old. He loved it. It was his mother's idea (who just created a blog so this is dedicated to her I suppose) to spin me around and then I would spin her. Needless to say the outcome was funny...

This first one is Beki spinning me. The second one is me putting Beki to shame by spinning her faster...

Nerf Wars

The title of this blog may conjure up images of little plastic guns firing soft foam bullets, shooting people that are no further than ten feet away from you, no need for any special gear, and certainly no worries of any injuries. Well if that is what you pictured than you did so incorrectly. These Nerf Guns have been modified to shoot greater distances and the foam darts have been modified as well for distance. The dart now contains slingshot ammo at the head. The gun itself has had safety valves removed allowing for higher pressures to be used to shoot these now lethal foam projectiles. This is no sissy's game. After a game like this you walk away with welts all over your body and a few skinned knees depending on the terrain played. Playing here in Idaho you are gasping for air because it is so thin, especially when you are used to sea level air.

On October 16th of this year I once again took up arms and participated in a very intense Nerf War capture the flag game. There was lots of shooting and just about as much yelping in pain from getting hit. We played in a field behind our apartment complex with dirt mounds because of construction which lead to muddy socks and dirt packed shoe tips. In one of the various shoot-outs while trying to pump up my weapon faster than my foe I missed and suffered the consequences, I was shot in the right ear and immobilized due to the stinging and the ringing of my ear. Valiant efforts were made to steal the enemy's flag one brave soul jumped and rolled down one of the dirt mounds only to be shot squarely in the shoulder walking away in pain and with a huge welt. This battle unfortunately went without any documentation. No photos. Only memories of those who participated and the bruises to prove their valor. Though we do have pictures from a similar war that occurred earlier this year this time the local was a city park.

Due to a lack of odd numbers our teams were unequal so the name of the game was the last man standing. Two teams and the team with the most members still standing won. Our weaponry was scarce but the bravery was not lacking. We even had a female willing to take the hits from these high powered Nerf Guns. Lots of shooting went back and forth and lots of bruising was dealt out. Good times were enjoyed by all who participated. Yet to whom do we owe gratitude for bringing this into our lives here in Rexburg? None other than Jeffery Richard Davis II. He is the one taking aim with the purple rifle.

You may be asking yourselves of whom I am speaking about, in truth that matters very little. What matters is that it is his stockpile of Nerf Weaponry that has enabled us to deal bruises to each other. He is the master modifier here in Rexburg. He may be the only Nerf Modifier here in Rexburg. To some it may sound like a silly little child's game to shoot each other with foam darts but all I have to say is this quote from Matt Riley, another fellow Nerf Warrior, "When the Zombies start coming I know where to run to." That's right Zombies, beware when you invade Rexburg, ID, and any other creature that goes bump in the night because when you get here you'll have some Nerf War Veterans to deal with.