Patriotism is dead.
I'm tired. The weekend wasn't strenuous, but the hours of sleep received per night was. Overall, we at the Marshall household had a great time for the holiday weekend. But that's a different story.
On Tuesday (July 4th), most of us were just sitting around Marshall's house, talking, playing games, doing a whole lot of nothing because we were tired out. And for some reason, one person in the place starts singing "Ooooh, say can you SEEEEEE .." which then proceeds to be joined by another person, and another, until the entire house of people at the time is singing the song. And not good either. Everyone was trying to harmonize, but couldn't, so a cacophony of dissonant patriotism was flooding the premises, occasionally twisting and turning into something rather beautiful.
Eventually, this started happening a couple more times throughout the day. Every time it happened, every one in the house started singing along, adding strange harmony lines that Francis Scott Key never intended. We were so impressed with ourselves that we decided that our love should touch the general public. So, we took two carloads of us down to Blockbuster to get a movie.
We went inside and dispersed (but not too far apart). Everyone was checking out movies, looking around, and being generally unimposing. And then, David and I started singing "Ooooh, say can you SEE ... " and then from a few rows down you hear "by the dawn's early liiiiight." Eventually the entire squad of nine is singing the Star Spangled Banner. It was a glorious thing. Moments later I see the front desk teenager come back to me while we're nearing the big finale. "Hey guys, you're doing an awesome job and everything, but we really need to keep it down in here," to which his boss (who came up right behind him) says, "It's entirely too loud," to which I reply, "*blank stare* It's the 4th of July, man!!"
Super letdown. The general populace couldn't even appreciate our public showing of patriotism for 2 minutes. The worst part was that I then scanned the room (I'm 6'7", I could see over all the racks), and we were the only people in the store. The nine of us. And bossman and his lackey. Maybe they would have felt worse if we had gotten to the part about the land of the free before they stopped us. Maybe that's why they felt compelled to make us quit so that other people that came to the store didn't think this was some sort of promotional stunt and all 4th of July video rentals were free. "For the laaaaaand of the freeeeeeeeeeee! (promotion ends 11:59pm Tuesday July 4th, 2006)"
To which David walks up to me and says, "...patriotism is dead."
And then Peder broke stuff.
On Tuesday (July 4th), most of us were just sitting around Marshall's house, talking, playing games, doing a whole lot of nothing because we were tired out. And for some reason, one person in the place starts singing "Ooooh, say can you SEEEEEE .." which then proceeds to be joined by another person, and another, until the entire house of people at the time is singing the song. And not good either. Everyone was trying to harmonize, but couldn't, so a cacophony of dissonant patriotism was flooding the premises, occasionally twisting and turning into something rather beautiful.
Eventually, this started happening a couple more times throughout the day. Every time it happened, every one in the house started singing along, adding strange harmony lines that Francis Scott Key never intended. We were so impressed with ourselves that we decided that our love should touch the general public. So, we took two carloads of us down to Blockbuster to get a movie.
We went inside and dispersed (but not too far apart). Everyone was checking out movies, looking around, and being generally unimposing. And then, David and I started singing "Ooooh, say can you SEE ... " and then from a few rows down you hear "by the dawn's early liiiiight." Eventually the entire squad of nine is singing the Star Spangled Banner. It was a glorious thing. Moments later I see the front desk teenager come back to me while we're nearing the big finale. "Hey guys, you're doing an awesome job and everything, but we really need to keep it down in here," to which his boss (who came up right behind him) says, "It's entirely too loud," to which I reply, "*blank stare* It's the 4th of July, man!!"
Super letdown. The general populace couldn't even appreciate our public showing of patriotism for 2 minutes. The worst part was that I then scanned the room (I'm 6'7", I could see over all the racks), and we were the only people in the store. The nine of us. And bossman and his lackey. Maybe they would have felt worse if we had gotten to the part about the land of the free before they stopped us. Maybe that's why they felt compelled to make us quit so that other people that came to the store didn't think this was some sort of promotional stunt and all 4th of July video rentals were free. "For the laaaaaand of the freeeeeeeeeeee! (promotion ends 11:59pm Tuesday July 4th, 2006)"
To which David walks up to me and says, "...patriotism is dead."
And then Peder broke stuff.
posted by Karl at 6:44 AM
2 Comments:
Peder was the originator, wasn't he?
Cacophony doesn't even begin to describe the howling that eminated from Marshall's walls. I'm surprised they didn't come down. Speaking of which, I think I have a new theory on Jericho's fall... It wouldn't have been so bad if Karl, David and I weren't trying to change parts in the middle of the song. Oh well.
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