Channel surf a sea of static
See the prize, but you cant have it
Theres something thankless in a wish fulfilled
Ill spare everyone from reading anything depressing, so heres my melon story
Melon monster:
When I was younger and still rode my bike competitively, weekly road trips were a regular occurrence. Occasionally for competitions, but usually just to ride something a little different.
One weekend a bunch of us piled into a couple of cars and drove up to South Lake Tahoe for a contest. As usual we had no idea where we were staying. We were fortunate to run into some friends that were staying at a fancy condo their parents had rented for the weekend. The morning before the contest one of our friends decided that he was going to buy, and eat an entire watermelon for breakfast. We started scouring the condos kitchen for watermelon eating tools. Somebody found a nice big silver salad serving fork and spoon. Nobody seemed to care that we were stealing from the condo, so we were off to the store.
My friend found the biggest watermelon he could find, and a twelver of Natty Ice. The contest was set on the side of a ski slope that was converted for summer use. It only took a few minutes before the watermelon my friend was toting under one arm attracted attention. He started carving out the melon from one side, hollowing it out with the giant salad spoon. At some point a little 6 year old kid became fascinated with the watermelon man. Following him around, wondering what hes doing, and asking him for bites. As the tasty insides were depleted, he started carving the shell like a Halloween pumpkin.
Once the jackomelon was finished the kid asked him what he was going to do with it. We tried to convince the kid to wear it, but the kid just kept shaking his head no way. So my friend jumps up and crams the melon down on his own head. Everybody starts laughing. The eyes and mouth didnt really line up quite right, so my friend could barely see or talk. He immediately started chasing the kid around. Red watermelon juice was streaming down his neck, as he was trying to make scary sounds and catch the little kid.
At this point another friend grabs the giant silver salad fork. As the little kid and the watermelon monster come running by, the guy jumps out with a big over head swing, and stabs the salad fork right into the side of the watermelon. The playful rawwr sounds immediately turn to muffled screams. The kid stops and starts laughing as my friend is stumbling and flailing around on the side of the mountain. He was trying to find the ornate silver fork that was jutting out of his head, but couldnt see anything. He finally ended up falling over and breaking the melon into a bunch of little pieces. His hair was full of watermelon juice and seeds, and he had a perfect set of puncture wounds where the salad fork had stuck.
Everybody ended up laughing happily ever after.
Fin.
See the prize, but you cant have it
Theres something thankless in a wish fulfilled
Ill spare everyone from reading anything depressing, so heres my melon story
Melon monster:
When I was younger and still rode my bike competitively, weekly road trips were a regular occurrence. Occasionally for competitions, but usually just to ride something a little different.
One weekend a bunch of us piled into a couple of cars and drove up to South Lake Tahoe for a contest. As usual we had no idea where we were staying. We were fortunate to run into some friends that were staying at a fancy condo their parents had rented for the weekend. The morning before the contest one of our friends decided that he was going to buy, and eat an entire watermelon for breakfast. We started scouring the condos kitchen for watermelon eating tools. Somebody found a nice big silver salad serving fork and spoon. Nobody seemed to care that we were stealing from the condo, so we were off to the store.
My friend found the biggest watermelon he could find, and a twelver of Natty Ice. The contest was set on the side of a ski slope that was converted for summer use. It only took a few minutes before the watermelon my friend was toting under one arm attracted attention. He started carving out the melon from one side, hollowing it out with the giant salad spoon. At some point a little 6 year old kid became fascinated with the watermelon man. Following him around, wondering what hes doing, and asking him for bites. As the tasty insides were depleted, he started carving the shell like a Halloween pumpkin.
Once the jackomelon was finished the kid asked him what he was going to do with it. We tried to convince the kid to wear it, but the kid just kept shaking his head no way. So my friend jumps up and crams the melon down on his own head. Everybody starts laughing. The eyes and mouth didnt really line up quite right, so my friend could barely see or talk. He immediately started chasing the kid around. Red watermelon juice was streaming down his neck, as he was trying to make scary sounds and catch the little kid.
At this point another friend grabs the giant silver salad fork. As the little kid and the watermelon monster come running by, the guy jumps out with a big over head swing, and stabs the salad fork right into the side of the watermelon. The playful rawwr sounds immediately turn to muffled screams. The kid stops and starts laughing as my friend is stumbling and flailing around on the side of the mountain. He was trying to find the ornate silver fork that was jutting out of his head, but couldnt see anything. He finally ended up falling over and breaking the melon into a bunch of little pieces. His hair was full of watermelon juice and seeds, and he had a perfect set of puncture wounds where the salad fork had stuck.
Everybody ended up laughing happily ever after.
Fin.
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is that darkroom place over by sac state the place to go... or is there somewhere else???
either way... thanks for the info. I'll drop by Ace and see what they do.
(not too big... probably 24x36 or smaller...)
707-246-5401 is the cell.