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Monday, November 22, 2010

What you Don't Want in a Brother

I have this brother. He's ten years old. He's really into weapons and violence. The fascination is appearing everywhere: the computer games he's addicted to, the books he reads, and the things he does when he's bored.
So this kid brother... when we go to the store, he's really into the "nerf" guns, ugly plastic toys that shoot suction cup darts. He's bought one, or maybe two. And when he's bored, he makes awful toy guns out of paper. They don't actually shoot, so maybe I should call them model guns, not toy guns. He rolls up printer paper and tapes these rolls together in ways that look like guns. Then he aims them at people.
Also, he's really annoying. Here is one thing that happened today:
Brother (to my clarinet teacher): Hey, Larry. You know what a popular thing to do for boys my age is?
Teacher: What?
Brother: Make toy guns! (pulls out model gun.)
Teacher: Whoa, don't point that at me! It is NOT funny.
(I push model gun aside gently. As it is made solely of paper, it breaks.)
Brother: Hey! You broke it! And it exactly the same place as before! (punches me really hard.)
Mom: If it can't stand to be touched, maybe you shouldn't be waving it around.
Me: And anyway, I've never broken it before. (mumbles as brother walks away:) Jerk.
Brother (coming back): Hey! Jerk yourself! (hits me even harder.)

You get the idea.

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Harry Potter Movie Watching?


I was really excited. For one thing, I no longer had a fever. For another, that meant I could go with a bunch of friends and my brother to see Harry Potter book 7, part one, as planned. Last but not least, I had never before gone to the movies with a crowd of other kids and only one adult.
My mom reminded us that we'd have her cell phone if we needed her (I don't have one of my own), and that movie theater snacks are always overpriced, and all that stuff. She handed me some money, and gave Rafie her phone, and we hopped out of the car.
We got in line to buy tickets, feeling the rain against out coats, and waited for a little while. The others in the group had yet to arrive. Suddenly, Rafie said, "It's sold out. Look at the sign!"
I looked. "No, it says Harry Potter is sold out for 6:30 and 9:30. We're going at 7:30."
"Yes!" Rafie argued. "That sign says 'HARRY POTTER NUMBER 7 PART 1 FOR 7:30 IS SOLD OUT'."
I looked again. He was right! :-( I was considering calling mom when she showed up right on cue. The "momvan" had driven back around the block to get us, and we climbed in. Arrrg. I recalled that some of our friends had gotten tickets in advance, but Mom had decided not to. As we drove away, I saw a bunch of kids and teenagers crossing the street. Most of the faces were quite familiar to me. Many of my friends were huddled happily together in anticipation of the awesome movie, chatting and smiling despite the drippy rain. For the moment I was warmer and drier, but I felt jealous. I'd thought that I'd get to go to the movies because I wasn't sick, but the whole reason mom hadn't bought tickets in advance was because she wasn't sure I'd be able to go. FAIL.
The good news:
1) I am not sick at all.
2) We will be watching some other movie at home now (probably Harry Potter 4), thanks to netflix.

the pic is a random photo booth pic of me.