a group of my neighborhood children have just gone down the street toward the basketball court with an alarming assortment of equipment: bicycles, soccer balls, wiffle bats, pool noodles, and those styrofoam things with handles that you can use for body surfing or light sledding.
i want to follow them and see what they intend to do with all this stuff, since they clearly have some sort of plan.
i do not dare go.
UPDATE: ok, two more kids have gone by, one with a ball glove and a bat and another with -i kid you not- a foam sword. there is some running and sneaking and i think i now hear some assorted screaming.
whatever is going on, it is going to be epic.