Stories from Ammon's ongoing adventures in finding new friends:
This weekend was rather epic. I discovered an exciting new strategy for finding people to play games with: invite people to come over and play games. It's a risky move, I know, but in these desperate times, when past friends have all but vanished to summer jobs and returning home, boldness is essential. As it turns out, it's pretty easy to round people up for games and make things happen.
So friday we had this big ward barbecue. We were also going to play softball, but then several us remembered that we're rather bad at softball and love ultimate frisbee, so while a bunch of people played softball, a pretty great game of ultimate frisbee ensued, as they often do.
Saturday was good. At around nine I went to play some night games with by friend Tyler's little sister, who I barely know. As it turns out, she's in the same ward as Mac Cobb, this guy from my mission. As we were driving to sonic, we ran into two people from the MTC. At sonic, I was talking to people, and I mentioned that I was from Mississippi. It turns out that there was a guy there who'd served his mission in Mississippi, and spent some time in Biloxi and knew my parents. There's something really weird about being thousands of miles from home and meeting someone your age who you've never seen but knows your family really well.
Sunday after church I took a little nap and then played games at my house, then played cities and knights at a friends' house. That was great, sundays just haven't felt the same without extensive Cities and Knights games.
It also happens that this girl, whom I met randomly at the MTC on wednesday where she was volunteering, who happens to know one my Zone Leaders from the MTC, who happened to be in the same freshmen ward as one of my favorite comps, happened to be there. (just to clarify, all these people went to different missions, but they all know each other from before the mission, and all ended up in different portuguese speaking areas)
In other serendipitous news, my downstairs neighbor Brad, who just moved in, is good friends with Nicole Brown, one of my best friends from Mississippi when I was about 5. Oh, and Cami's dating my mtc teacher's cousin. I suspect that within provo, no one is more than 2 degrees apart, and since i'm just 2 degrees away from kevin bacon (through my friend who was in My Dog Skip), no one is more than 3 degrees away from kevin bacon.
So life has been good. It's national bike week, and to celebrate i've picked up a third $10/hour part time job doing yard work for a bike shop owner. If the work's not too bad and if I can find a bike I want, I'll get a 20% discount on a shiny new road bike. Then I can wear my tight pants and argyle socks and vegan shoes and my threadless bike hoody and just be so very hip.
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