Traveling east to visit family has led to some extreme boredom. It was lovely to see them, especially after two years, but the excitement has dissipated. So we went shopping with Boxing Day specials and the rest of the after holiday specials but my younger brother and I are ready to be back to our normal lives. So going to Columbia, Missouri we went to a local mall where we found wheel chairs. Naturally our twelve year old selves overcame and we began racing the wheel chairs throughout the mall. As we were going around, my little brother built up a little too much speed and hit the one set of "stairs" in the place and slid into a group of teeny-boppers. As they reenacted a bad bowling game, I fell out of my wheel chair laughing so hard my cheeks ached and I almost pissed my pants. The rent-a-cops approached us and in an almost Shakespearean manner told us "to get the Fuck out!" Tragically we had to "wait" in the car for another three hours as the women finished shopping. The waiting in the car didn't last long as we found shopping carts lying around... Apparently our jackassery knows no bounds and would even embarrass Johnny Knoxville. Not sure if I'm proud or disappointed in myself. At least I have some excellent memories with my family before we all split ways again.
