And it was an ADVENTURE! I went to THE park like usual, and we're just sitting there. Somebody said something stupid, and we* all believed it *(we consists of Mat, Jake, tommy, Lungs and myself). So I point up to the sky and say, "Hey Patrick, gullible is written in th-" and just as I look up, I see a ring of clouds surrounding the moon. I must say, I have NEVER been so taken aback by any sight in nature. NEVER. So I exclaimed, "DUDES!!! DUEDES DUDES!!! LOOK AT THE FUCKIN' MOOOOON!!" and so they do. We're all very taken by the sight, so we decide to lay there on the table/grass and stare at the moon. After a while, somebody said something along the lines of "doesn't it look like a face?" and sure enough, it looked like the moon from The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask. "That's really fuckin' creepy." - tommy. We go on about that for a while, and then we get on the topic of like.. weird happenings. Then clouds started to form in kinda of a "V" so I said so. Then the clouds kinda... like.. formed an arrow. "That's really fuckin' weird dudes." We're still going on about how it'd be cool if the arrow was like.. pointing somewhere. Just then, sprinklers that had never, I repeat, NEVER come on before burst to life. Now, mind you, we've been at the park 'till DAYBREAK before, and NEVER had these sprinklers sprinkled a single drop of water. Needless to say, it freaked us the fuck out. So, we decide that the moon is actually trying to direct us somewhere. We proceeded to my car, intent on finding wherever or whatever the moon is directing us towards. We follow it for about 15 minutes and realize that we're in a part of town that none of us has ever been in. Regardless, we continued our epic trek. We drive for a good deal longer, and find that we're no longer in Tucson, but our desire to find our most epic of treasures far outweighed the fear of being lost without gas. We pressed on. Somewhere along the way, we realize that we're drifting in and out of civilization, and we start getting worried. It was like the beginning of any horror movie. Five friends driving around in the middle of FUCKING nowhere, blasting music. We have to stop several times, to make sure we're still going in the same direction as the moon/cloud arrow is pointing. We make turns onto creepy ass dirt roads, and we often ended up in neighborhoods still under construction. On the way into one of said neighborhoods, we notice a porto-potty. Nay, a porto-bano (banyo). On the way out of the neighborhood, feeling very cheated and deceived by the moon, we decide to take action and tip the porto-thing. SUCCESS!!! We drive off in a rush, as if we were trying to get away without being seen. We're in the middle of the asshole of fucking nowhere, in the middle of the god forsaken night. It wasn't like anybody was gonna see us, but we sped off as if the fuzz was hot on our tail. Later on down the trail, we stopped to check on the mooncloudarrow, we spotted a metal lizard on the side of the road. We decided that it would look better with fecal mater on it. So Jake, being the BROOTAL motherfucker that he is, drops trou and squeezes out a duce right in it's gaping mouth. Yet another EPIC triumph for our prodigious gang of five. By this time, we're in Oro Valley... low on gas. So, we go to a gas station to re-fuel and get snacks. We drive around in Oro Nowhere for another half hour before realizing that the mooncloudarrow has made a fool of us, because we had found nothing and the arrow was nowhere to speak of. Tired and feeling triumphantly defeated (yes, it fucking makes sense.) we started to make the LONG fucking trek back to tucson. When we get back, we decided that we needed more snacks. So we settled with tortillas and Hostess Cup Cakes. We get back to the park and settle down at THE bench, cursing the moon under our breaths. Rather than eating the tortillas, Mat throws his like a frisbee. Jake decides that he can beat that throw and tries his hand. His lands several feet further than Mat's. And so it was my turn, but i fell short of Jake's by a few feet. Lungs and tommy follow suit. As we go to collect our fristillas, it turns into a bloody fight for dear life. With fristillas flying in any and all directions, we decide to ball them up and pelt each other with balltillas. They hurt. After that, everything winded down and Jake and Mat left, so tommy Lungs and I return to my house and chill 'till we take tommy to meet with Ellie at the Chocolate Iguana at 7:15.

And so ended the most epic of astounding, amazing, prodigious, magnificent, gargantuan, EXCELLENT adventures.

....To be continued on tuesday night.