Yes, an update...
Ok, so I know this is rare and all, but I felt I must update. I am only going to mention one event and that's it, but I HAD to, it was one of the most puzzling nights of all time, that's the only way to put it.
So, here it is: April 16, 2005 approx. 9:30 or so? It doesn't matter, it was late. So, after having Bennigan's with Topes and Rizzo, Topes and I go to meet up with some people, who happened to be "lazily" throwing around a frisbee at Caley School. Naturally, Topes assumed the frisbee was light up, but it really wasn't, and it really was dark. So, anyway, we find Knox, Shwags, Claw, and Shirtless in the Caley parking lot, just conversing. After some time of conversation centering mostly around Peter Boltuch (what an ace), Claw and Shirtless leave.
Here's where the first ace thing begins... A car zooms up the parking lot and slowly approaches the four of us. As they near us, I can hear a distinct cheer or chant. I couldn't quite make it out until they were about 20 feet away when I could distingish "TOPES!" from the bizarre yelling. So the car stops inches away from us and continues to yell "TOPES!" and eventually it switches to "UNKIE!" Then, out of nowhere, the car reverses at about 40 mph and then spins around and drives out the parking lot at the same speed. Most of us assumed that the tire would pop off or the car would tip over, but DAMN, that was a really hot maneuver.
Anyway, that was incredibly odd. They came back a few minutes later and Knox, Shwags, and I proceed to moon them. Well, we knew who they were, so it wasn't as random.
Here's where it gets pretty good... Previously, Knox and Shwags had noticed a lone black person walking through the Caley School Field and were essentially confused by this random guy. So, after the mooning incident, which happened I guess around 10:00 or so, Knox and Shwags notice two people walking up the parking lot from the front. Me and Topes couldn't see them, but apparently the other guys have some night vision or something because sure enough, when they came within about 100 feet, I could pick out two guys walking towards us too. One was a 6 foot black guy, and the other happened to be Adam Scipione. They walk in with a noticeable strut and a glare in their eyes. One of the four of us remarked, "Alright, let's get ready for a gang fight." He said this in jest, of course, but, acutally, the first words out of the two intruders mouths as they were about 10 feet from us was... "Which one of you flipped him off." That was Adam pointing at the black guy.
Well, luckily, Knox was acquainted with the black guy (who's name is Max?) and the whole situation fizzles. But Adam Scipione soon stated that he was "ready to brawl." Man, that would have been awesome! Well, Adam leaves, but Max stays for some odd reason and the guys in the car pull back up and now get out and for about half an hour the eight of us have a random conversation consiting of Max accusing us of being stoners when it was apparent that he HAD to be intoxicated or high or SOMETHING. I mean that man dropped his water bottle FOUR times... it just fell out of his hand for no reason! It was weird.
So... clearly, my storytelling abilities cannot adequately provide an illustration about the randomness of the whole situation, but allow me to summarize: randomly standing in a parking lot, a car zooms in and zooms out three times, a random black guy and white guy approach with intentions to fight, white guy leaves and stoned black guy holds conversation for half an hour. Bizarre is the only fair description of the night. It had to be 10 times that Topes and I looked at each other just utterly puzzled...
Wow. I'm sure Topes can testify to how weird the experience was.
P.S. I friended black Max on MySpace, hehe
So, here it is: April 16, 2005 approx. 9:30 or so? It doesn't matter, it was late. So, after having Bennigan's with Topes and Rizzo, Topes and I go to meet up with some people, who happened to be "lazily" throwing around a frisbee at Caley School. Naturally, Topes assumed the frisbee was light up, but it really wasn't, and it really was dark. So, anyway, we find Knox, Shwags, Claw, and Shirtless in the Caley parking lot, just conversing. After some time of conversation centering mostly around Peter Boltuch (what an ace), Claw and Shirtless leave.
Here's where the first ace thing begins... A car zooms up the parking lot and slowly approaches the four of us. As they near us, I can hear a distinct cheer or chant. I couldn't quite make it out until they were about 20 feet away when I could distingish "TOPES!" from the bizarre yelling. So the car stops inches away from us and continues to yell "TOPES!" and eventually it switches to "UNKIE!" Then, out of nowhere, the car reverses at about 40 mph and then spins around and drives out the parking lot at the same speed. Most of us assumed that the tire would pop off or the car would tip over, but DAMN, that was a really hot maneuver.
Anyway, that was incredibly odd. They came back a few minutes later and Knox, Shwags, and I proceed to moon them. Well, we knew who they were, so it wasn't as random.
Here's where it gets pretty good... Previously, Knox and Shwags had noticed a lone black person walking through the Caley School Field and were essentially confused by this random guy. So, after the mooning incident, which happened I guess around 10:00 or so, Knox and Shwags notice two people walking up the parking lot from the front. Me and Topes couldn't see them, but apparently the other guys have some night vision or something because sure enough, when they came within about 100 feet, I could pick out two guys walking towards us too. One was a 6 foot black guy, and the other happened to be Adam Scipione. They walk in with a noticeable strut and a glare in their eyes. One of the four of us remarked, "Alright, let's get ready for a gang fight." He said this in jest, of course, but, acutally, the first words out of the two intruders mouths as they were about 10 feet from us was... "Which one of you flipped him off." That was Adam pointing at the black guy.
Well, luckily, Knox was acquainted with the black guy (who's name is Max?) and the whole situation fizzles. But Adam Scipione soon stated that he was "ready to brawl." Man, that would have been awesome! Well, Adam leaves, but Max stays for some odd reason and the guys in the car pull back up and now get out and for about half an hour the eight of us have a random conversation consiting of Max accusing us of being stoners when it was apparent that he HAD to be intoxicated or high or SOMETHING. I mean that man dropped his water bottle FOUR times... it just fell out of his hand for no reason! It was weird.
So... clearly, my storytelling abilities cannot adequately provide an illustration about the randomness of the whole situation, but allow me to summarize: randomly standing in a parking lot, a car zooms in and zooms out three times, a random black guy and white guy approach with intentions to fight, white guy leaves and stoned black guy holds conversation for half an hour. Bizarre is the only fair description of the night. It had to be 10 times that Topes and I looked at each other just utterly puzzled...
Wow. I'm sure Topes can testify to how weird the experience was.
P.S. I friended black Max on MySpace, hehe