Prince Ali
Hmm… I did something this weekend. Something that didn’t involve sitting on my ass all weekend ( as does a normal weekend… ). I went camping, at Yawgoog Scout Reservation, over in Rockville. The main part of the campout was the Bottle Rocket making, but the card games and angry mobs were also quite fun. Everyone, aside from me, made fancy looking bottle Rockets, whereas, I stuck with the simple 3 fin, nose cone with parachute under it Design. ( on a two liter coke bottle ). Each rocket flew 4 times. The winning rocket would be the one with the greatest hang time. My scores were: 5 secods, 4, 3, 9. 9 seconds was the top score, leaving my competition at least 4 seconds behind. On my last run, the rocket went highest, the nose cone stayed on for the whole flight, and the parachute deployed prompty. That night, some other troop was playing a game in the field in front of our cabin. I decided we would welcome them by being an angry mob and running through the field ( no torches or pitchforks, but I had a broom ). We were warmly recieved with such greetings as “who are the faggets running through our game?” The team at the far end of the field thought we were part of their game and treated us as such ( I think my brother was taken prisoner.. hehe ). Throughout the night, we continued to walk up and down the road bordering the field. Each time, the other troop thought were were part of the game. Eventually, some little kid told us to go back to our camp. Ironically, our cabin was closer to the field than theirs… It was good… ( though it may not sound it… )