october joint bday party #1 1998

6 months and new living.  but with restrictions.  like that stopped me.  so as i was 
introduced to the youth group that embraced me back into their realm of religion, i sort of didn't fully realize who they were or remember who they were, but i still embraced their friendships.  and i was alive to see a birthday.  so with this kid, gribble, who also had a birthday in the same month as mine, i wanted to throw a hotel party.  so we went and shopped the hotels, etc.  

i've always dreamed of doing this in highschool.  actually there was a time where me and my boys checked out a room at a hotel and by the time word got out, we showed up at the hotel and there were about 30 cars filled with our "friends" wrapped around the hotel complex . . . . . . . along with 3 or 4 cop cars.  me and (to keep his name clear i will name him "nikidaka") just drove past each of the cars, said our "wassups"!  and jetted.  no hotel party.  fast forward back in time,

so me and gribble decided that the holiday inn would be fine.  we invited our youth group friends.  and to our surprise alot showed up.  as you can see from the pictures, we did various things such as welcomed some of the girls of the youth, who did not stay the night.  smart for them, ahhh but wait till the next year's hotel party (details to come).  we hooked up the game systems and played, etc. ate: pizza! 

THEN i was feeling crazy.  this is october, end of the month, and it was around 1130pm.  i couldn't sleep.  none of us could.  and i was remembering that when i was in the hospital, just months ago, i was freakin' naked under the bed sheets, and freezing!  i mean, what the hey!  but my nerves have been so damaged and depleted i can hardly feel temperature or pain or touch (this will also be explained from the next years hotel party).  so i said,

"hey boys, let's do a midnight run”.  

“where to”?

“anywhere, let's just get out”

"yeah"!  

we took off everything but our boxers or shorts and tenny's and circled the hotel, ran down neighborhoods screaming with laughter and frigidness, ran through gas stations still open asking for skittles!  we made our way back to Holiday Inn, back to our room, and continued the craziness. I believe my dad and gribbles dad were the only adults that braved the night with us boys. In the morning, we took a group picture. Smiles, friendships, yawns, readiness for the next years.

But … … that would be the last due to abrupt health issues . . . . . . . . .