So there I was, back at the lake, back to hearing knock-knock jokes and back to insanity…WOOHOO! I can finally get a tan now.

I decided to stay at my house a day and recuperate before going back to Robert’s lake cabin on Saturday. You know, Quake 3, PHP, and Kingdom of Loathing, ah…recuperation. On Saturday, my parents and I headed up towards Deer Lake on one of the most dangerous highways in the state of Washington. Fortunately, they let me drive, so we arrived at the destination in one piece. I got my stuff out of my car and my parents then left me to cope for myself, leaving me to the Wrath of Robert™.

All ends well that begins well. Well, that wasn’t really the case here, but in any case, I was off to my first event for that day. Now the “events” are actually like competitions between people who decide to stay at Robert’s lake cabin during thee 4th of July weekend, and there really isn’t anything satirically bad to say about them, because they’re actually somewhat entertaining. In any case, the first event was the Freedom Throw which is like a freethrow basketball competition where you get ten tries to get the ball in the basketball hoop. Problem was, the basketball hoop was only nine feet tall, and those who know basketball, know that you shoot on a ten foot tall hoop, otherwise you rarely make the shot. Same case scenario here, once it got down to the Harter’s and I, we only got three in a piece. We had to shoot off on the final round and they both got two a piece while I got three again, winning first place in my division. Of course there were other divisions too, and our’s generally got creamed like pie…with a lot of whipped cream on it. Sara managed to chug in 7 whole shots, which is kinda weird, since she’s a cheerleader. I blame it on the hoop size.

Next event was video-games between Robert and I. I pawned in SSBM. That’s all that needs to be said. After was a bucket-toss event, but we unfortunately missed the call for our division because we were occupied. We weren’t eliminated, but we were given a chance to give it a shot, and if we were to beat the Harter’s, we would have to both face off again. Eh. So here’s the aim of this game, two people join to make a team and each stand about 3 yards or so apart from each other (or maybe it was five). One bucket is filled with water and the person with the watered bucket got a regular drinking glass. With that glass, you are supposed to throw as much water as possible and get it into the other bucket, which is held by the other team-mate. There is no time limit for this game. Robert and I managed to beat the Harter’s record by a good amount of water with my stretchable ninja tactical position and Robert’s superior water-from-a-glass throwing moxious maneuvers. And we beat them on the second round, too, making ourselves champions of the bucket throwing water catching world.

The last event for the day was the seed spit competition, which tested our ability to spit a sunflower seed as far as our mouths would allow us to. I managed to spit mine a whopping thirty feet, beating everyone in that event.

The rest of the night was dedicated to making smores and doing random stuff that I can’t remember…

Edit: Here’s what happened on that night, now that I seem to remember – Robert and I were watching MST3K on full volume on the TV. Why? Well, because all the little kids decided to use our temporary room as a playground and the screaming and such abounded fully within our quarters. I didn’t mind it much as I had already watched this episode before and same with Robert, well, only slightly. That is, until he exploded with furry when his sister hit him with a baseball, then the whole room was filled with fury as Robert literally threw everybody out of that place. I was a bit shaken up at what just occurred but shrugged it off and labeled it as another “normal for Robert”. A bit odd that he screamed louder at the kids than at the dog from the last visit to his cabin. No wait, nevermind, they were siblings after all…