Crazy Crap #250: The part where Norwood Street goes on a field trip

So, some week's ago, a large contingency from Norwood Street embarked upon what has come to be known as "The First Annual Norwood Street Indoor Block Party." To some, it is known as the time I got a bunch of neighbors to go with me to roller derby. In attendance: the Caltos, the Cavitts, the Caseys, the Harris-Wattses, and the Wallers (sans Genevieve). It is to be noted, sadly, that the youngest Waller, Cynthia Rose, did not wear her Wonder Woman costume, as she had at an earlier derby date.

Notable events:

* Delicious pre-show snacks and drinks with the Caltos and Cavitts.
* A trek onto the track to high-five the skaters before the bout. This is a courtesy extended to children who attend the derby. Eamon asked me to shepherd them. Rounding up my wards, I did a quick head count, so that if any of them got lost, at least I'd know how many children I had misplaced. I had 7 in total, which I feel makes me the Maria von Trapp of the derby.
* A delectable cocktail, which was supposed to be a pina colada, but which upon further investigation appeared to be a mishmash of banana, coconut and oodles of rum.
* The consumption of many snacks by one and all.
* The subsequent sickening of young James Casey who, as his mother Ann noted, had not had a hot dog in many a day.
* The slack-jawedness of many small boys at the vision of our be-skated heroines.
* A foray up into the balcony by small boys.
* A blow-out derby victory.
* The winning-over of many new, small derby fans.


Plans for a second semi-annual indoor derby-related block party are in the works.