LOL.
Tonight we went to a drum circle at the beach. I am sleepy so I will make this post as brief as a blabbermouth like me can make it.
We are well known at this particular circle.
Given the previous success I have had with Spaceland (See my post on black magic at the coffee shop) I was hoping for similar results.
I gave myself one drop of A314 applied to my neck on either side. I followed it up with a mega dose of Spaceland… 2 sprays to my wrists and 2 sprays to my chest and one to the head. Spaceland and A314 have summoned pretty girls for me and wifey to play with, so I was hoping this would be the case. Wifey took two shots of Spaceland and one shot of IS.
We got the the circle and set up our beach chairs. And then, they attacked. No, not seagulls, but children.
There are probably about 70 or so adults at this thing and maybe 20 or so children under the age of 12. A ton of kids around the 7 year range.
I am sitting there, looking at all the pretty women, plotting my evil plans, when this cute kid, maybe 4, just walks up to me and jumps at my chair and tries to climb in my lap. I, of course, am nicely and politely redirecting the child away from me, but within minutes, I was surround by children. Parents came over, and I am getting introduced to all the kids. I do not dislike children at all, but I don’t particularly like someone’s kids all up in my bidness. I mean, being a guy and all the stuff you hear on the news nowadays, people can get the wrong idea fast.
But the entire time I was there, I was surrounded by children, and their parents, telling me their kids must really think you’re cool. They wanted to play my drum, tell me stories, and generally just be around me and wifey.
I was courteous and nice to the kids, but, anywhere I went, they followed me like the pied piper. A few of the ones that were in the 11 to 12 year old age range wanted to talk to me about anime alot.
It was just odd. I suppose I could go into specific instances, but I won’t bother. There were a few cute young women there who I couldn’t seem to talk to for the kids that wanted to tell me a joke or show me a drum or a seashell or whatever. I mean, I didn’t mind, but it was frustrating, hehe.
I tell all of this in a good humor. Sorry if it comes off any other way, I am tired.
Lesson Learned… KNOW YOUR VENUE before putting on the mones. Hahah.