Let me tell you about my family!

Disclaimer: This is not my real family. My real family is socially adept, they just hate people. Which is fine, because sometimes I do, too. In fact, I have had to train myself over the years to willingly hang out with people. This wasn't too hard, because hanging out with people is fun. But I digress.

I will now present you with a hypothetical situation.

Hypothetically, I'm dealing with a lot of stress right now. Hypothetically, I like distracting myself by organizing bitchin' hangouts and playing weird games. Hypothetically, I have friends who not only humor me in these endeavors, but have come to enjoy themselves. (If they don't enjoy themselves, then they are good actors!)

There was the street fair extravaganza, the karaoke madness, and this weekend, there will be fun at the beach. There are also the summer winds hangouts. (Taking 7 classes + a job + work study during the school year makes it difficult for me to be social. Boo.)

But now, on to the games!

1. Guess His Name and Scream It

The thing I like about this game is that the name says it all. I'm sort of afraid to actually play this game.

2. Cuter Than Dillon? (No.)

Toni's adorable little brother Dillon is 1) cute and 2) Asian. I spend my time trying to find Asian children, and when I do, I text Toni with descriptions and whether or not the kid is cuter than her brother. So far, the only contender is a little boy who was running naked through the women's locker room, screaming, "I am a muffin!"

3. Pick Your Grandpa

There are a number of awesome elderly gentlemen in summer winds. Like, no joke, they all rock. They rock so hardcore that I spent time wondering, "If I could pick one of these dudes to be my grandpa, who would it be?" I eventually made my decision, but realized that this game doesn't need to be limited to grandpas! So far, I have: BadassGrandpa, CoolUncle, CreepyUncle, GayUncle#3 (Because you can never have too many!), and CRAZYAUNT. Seriously, CrazyAunt is super cray cray. She was the first "addition" to my family, because I decided that she was legitimately crazy enough to be part of my real family. Now I just think it's fun to call her my aunt and confuse people who do not know the backstory. Which is almost everybody. Oops.