good idea / bad idea

**REVISION**

As usual, when I'm over tired; not only does what I say not make any sence, but what I write makes no sence what so ever.

So I re-wrote the blog that was here below; included the previous version below it.
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A friend of myne is turning 25 on thursday. Like all really cool guys; he's got an amazing girlfriend.

She called up 30 of his friends and told them to all be over at their new house for a suprise party.

After a little socialising and chillin out, we get the "he's here" signal from our lookout and hide around whatever we can find.

He walks around the corner; we cover him with silly string (like 10-15 bottles of it) and some streamsers n'stuff.

To sum it up, it was a pretty good party. Usually these guys just chill... sit around somewhere drink and smoke which I find incredibly ... status-quo (boring). This time, we all wer standing around chillin out, but there was a wicked fire in the firepit, some decent music playing in the house, some guys playin poker (which I love to do) and food.

After a while, it being about 11:00 and fairly dark out; I figure "I've got a 40 km hike tomorrow, which I have to be awake at 4ish to get going... I should leave" Start doing the walkaround hand shakin' and a good friend of myne is like "yo! this dude here is a wicked staff dancer and went home to get his stick so he can show us what its al about"

(( for reference; staff dancing and poi dancing is amazing. anyone who goes to raves, see's the glowsticks flying around in really cool patterns... just humming around a person will understand. Suddenly, your not now and here; your somewhere else watching these lights dance infront of you. Its a very lifting experiance.)

I was still thinking about leaving and buddy was like "I know how to dance with a staff; but you know how to strike with the staff... I was sorta hoping you could show me some stuff with it... its just 20 minutes."

Well; when put that way, for a friend I'll sacrifice 20 minutes... what can it hurt?

Wait around the fire for a bit, my buddy get the notion that he's gonna spin some poi for all of us. I've got some string in my bike (which was hidden a block away because of the suprise nature today needed) and jog to get it for him.

Getting back, find out he's gone home to get his poi but the staff guy is here.

He starts spinning; putting on a really wicked show - this staff is a hollow tube with a teflon grip molded into the center. The tube is filled with glowsticks and capped at each end. Only 3-4 feet long and way lighter than any wooden counterpart; its a wicked showpiece.

I check out the staff, spin it some... really enjoy moving it around. Buddy gets back from his house brought two staffs and some poi (a poi is a tennis ball- like thing attached to a string. The string typically will have a little leather loop attached to it somehow; which goes onto your finger. using wrist motion and by moving your body; you get these two glowy things (typically glowsticks attached to the balls) to dance around your body in seemingly impossible patterns)

To sum it all up - I had an awesome time celebrating one of my oldest' friends birthdays.... but it was shortly after 1am when I went to bed.

3 hours until I have to be up for something potentially sucky.

Thanks for re-reading my post;

The Capt'n

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And here's the masterpiece that I wrote saturday night
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First things first - I'm a damn idiot.

Was at my friends bday party tonight. (which was a rad time!) just about to go and this guy runs home to get his staff (with glowsticks in it) to spin for us. He's amazing.

But I staff from the martial aspect. Another guy is like "hey, you wanna stick around for 20 minutes... I would really like to see what you have to show me with a staff... maybe I can use some of it in my dancing"

I get some rope from my bike for him to do something with (to make some poi to spin for the guys) running to my bike (which was hidden a block away because its a suprise b-day party) and the birthday boy calls my cell - "can you get me a pack of smokes...?" I buckle, run to 7-11 grab some smokes (I was not following the 'reccomended safety limit') get back and the stupid fucker (really cool guy) went home to get his staffs and his poi.

So this dude is spinning his wicked hand made teflon grip (like a tennis racket) staff with two huge glow sticks in the ends. He's really rad... I start fucking around; gettin into it (of course alot of friends are watching) an hour (or two) pass, buddy comes back with his poi, some of his staffs and he starts spinning.

We're all chillin out by this fire, listening to music and having a really awesome time.

so its 1:00. I have to be at my friends house in 4 hours so we can go for a 40 k hike.

Power Nap!