today it was gorgeous outside, one of those rare october days when it's warm enough to run around in short sleeves, yet the air is still crisp and cool enough to feel refreshing.
One of those perfect October days...
at any rate I decided to get out and enjoy it, so I took a really long bike ride with Jodi. I haven't ridden my bike since about freshman year, I forgot how fun it is...downhill, hair blowing in the breeze, feet losing control, tires slipping, body parts slamming into the ground, blood pouring on the pavement...(hehe...JUST kidding...)...
(about everything feet losing control on that is)
oh yes, this is the stuff life is made of.
at any rate, we rode bikes around woodstock for awhile, and then went to olson park to play tennis. or rather...to try to play tennis...
now while we're playing tennis, this is at a park, so there are kids running around everywhere doing usual kids-at-parks things like pretending the sand is 'hot lava' or hitting each other in the head with the swings...you know...just the usual stuff...
and we're playin along and I notice this kid, he looks not more than 5 or 6, real tiny little boy, struttin along the sidewalk on the other side of the fence of the tennis court, and he's singing 'busted, busted so and so go-ot busted! busted, busted...(etc)' and this dark fat kid with a bowl cut rolls up on a bike...he looks maybe 8..9..and the yougner kid starts singing
YO-OUR I-IN TROU-BLE YO-OUR I-IN TROU-BLE!
and I'm thinkin aw...I forgot how cruel kids can be to each other...and then some other older 8 or 9 year old boys start riding their bikes around the younger boy, and he starts hitting the bowl cut kid's bike with a stick...then he apparantly decided to make a game out of attempting to poke this boy's eye out, by hurtling the stick at the boy on the bike. And the boy on the bike starts chanting stuff liek na-na-na missed me! or NO! U JUST GOT MY BIKE BUT U DIND"T GET ME! After awhile the other boys rode off somewhere and it was just bowl cut boy and the little guy. and they start yelling HEY GIRLS! something something BUTTHOLE! *erupts into giggles* I assumed they were yelling at the girls on the playground, since me and my friend are 'so old' ;-)...but then later...bowl cut boy rides his bike over to the other side of the chain link fence and looks at me and my friend and i COULND"T BELIEVE what came out of his mouth! Little 8, 9 year old kid looks straight at us and says:
BRIAN SAYS THAT U F*** YOUR DAD!
and the 6 yera old kid runs up behind him and screams at him I DID NOT! I DID NOT SAY THAT AND YOU KNOW IT! YOU"RE JUST TRYING TO MAKE ME LOOK BAD! I DID NOT! and then the little SIX YEAR OLD starts swearing! I couldn't believe half the things coming out of their mouths, I didn't even know half those words when I was their age!
Well. I thought of a million and one things I coudl have said to that those kids. I wanted to sit them down and have a good long talk with them and explain how wrong it is to say things like that and I dunno give them a hug! I just felt sincerely bad for them both! But they were sorta riding away on their bikes fast pace and all I had time to say was 'HEY! you don't SAY things like that!' but they were gone, and I couldn't help wondering where their mother was.
