Randomer Thoughts

"It's your turn! You have to go first so you can act everything out!" That is what she said to me. One of the girls I had met only half an hour before. It was a birthday party, and I had arrived in the middle of a game that is best described as a fusion of Clue, charades, and telephone.

I waited outside with two girls while the rest of the group decided on the person, the weapon, and the location that they would act out for me. I would then act out what I had seen for the second member of my group. She would act out what she had seen for the third member, who would attempt to guess the person, weapon, and location of the murder. That was the plan.

I had a blast that Saturday night.

So what happens when you, out of the goodness of your heart and for no other reason*, try to be nice to someone and by them a drink? You get into a conversation. You meet someone new. You end up at a party. And somehow, you end up acting out the use of a bad burrito as a murder weapon.



*Such as an assignment from your MCOM 320 professor, for example.