The Night the Lights Went Out

Tonight, as I arrived home the power went out. This forced the Rachiele's to have to actually talk with each other (all the "iCarly"s on the ipod were re-runs).

We all headed towards Oberweiss for some ice cream and conversation. My ideas of watching TV and playing Wii didn't pan out -- "We don't have electricity, Dad!" "Oh that's right, I guess I can't brush my teeth," I reply. No one gets my humor.

We order brownie batter ice cream, but Devin said brownie "bladder" which made us all laugh -- including Nolan. I asked Nolan if he knew what a bladder was, and his best guess was something to do with your "Weenis" which made us laugh even harder.

The conversation went downhill from there -- Krista was about to explain that your "nuts" are different from your "penis" when I suggested maybe we should finish this conversation at home instead of the ice cream parlor. However, the conversation continued as Ian explained to us that boys are stronger than girls because of the vitamins stored in their nuts.

Wet birds don't fly at night.

More conversation ensues, and Ian tells me how he is writing in class about the "work stories" he heard from Getto this weekend during the Phi Psi alumni baseball outing at Wrigley Field.

"Oh no," I think to myself -- you see, Getto is my friend from college, who is now a firefighter. Upon every meeting with Getto, he regales his fraternity brothers with another story from life at work. This includes pulling decomposing, elderly women off the toilet as a thousand maggots come crawling out of the cadaver. Or, his surreal first fire call complete with hasmat suits, bloody head wounds, and a building engulfed inflames. There are plenty of stories of drunks, car accidents, and drug deals gone bad. So, I can only imagine the shock Ian's teacher will experience reading the 3rd grade journals this year.

This particular story (See link for the details) is a little lighter in fare as a domestic violence call turns into the SWAT team firing on a man. Getto is called in to stop the bleeding and save a life.

I will post Ian's account, once I get the journal back -- if I am not called into the Principal's office first.