Upon reading the title, one might ask herself(that's right it's feminism bitch!), is this going to be a Rob style blog?
Well, to delve into this query, one must consider two possibilities: Rob is not a member of combatrhino anymore and someone needs to fill this void or Rob is not a member of combatrhino because his blogs were a) way too long b) included numerous pictures of his cats c) were illegible at times (hmmm?) and d) Rob is a swimmer.
Although the former option is a romanticized view of Rob's blogging abilities here on combatrhino, the realistic option is obviously the latter. Seeing that the space left by Rob quickly filled with emtiness (har har) there is no reason to dwell on this subject and this blog will therefore be a straightforward, look what we did tonight, blog.
Pictionary. Memorial Park. Enough said.
Soccer? At Westside you say? Yes!! After excursions at Memorial Park, a rogue group of the larger crowd made their way to Westside high school to play a night game of soccer after a neglectful soccer camp attendee left an errant soccer ball at Westside's all-purpose astro-turf field. Participating in the soccer game were Joel Beckham, Dave Spice, Rob-sheed Wallace, Jeff, and Moi (sorry Jeff my creativity waned after that immense burst), . Lots of fun and lots of broken toes. When you play soccer sans shoes your feet get hurt badly. When you play soccer without shirts you get pelted by soccer balls in the chest and ridiculed by sexually insecure high school males. But pain is a necessary evil to becoming a man and so is that sexually akward phase from 6th to 11th grade, therefore both mishaps may be forgiven.