Froyo Throw Down

Yogurtland. This is where the tension mounds people. Randy and I were sitting at a table just talking and living our dreams, and all the sudden a young asian guy (we'll call him Frank) and an older gentleman (lenny) who was probably in his sixties just stand up, stare at each other, and then briskly walk towards each other. It looked like a choreographed dance at first, which I was quite excited for. But then Frank threw his water on Lenny and they both start yelling and cussing at each other. Then all these people ran over and held both of them back. Randy looked like he was about to get up and help, but one of the employees came out with a broom and told them they needed to leave.  After Frank gave lenny a thirty second stare down he walked out. Why did this fight happen? No one knows. Maybe Frank took the last of the chocolate froyo, which, let's be honest, would make anyone want to throw some punches. However, I did hear the older guy say something about Frank calling him a grandpa and taking pictures of him with his phone or something. But still. Keep it together people, it's Yogurtland.

On a side note: Randy and I have just been enjoying our time together before he starts school next week. We've been hiking, going on walks and playing basketball at the church. I've been teaching lots of voice lessons. And over the weekend it was raining like crazy, so we decided to go out for a run. It was so much fun. The streets were deserted because to Californians the rain is equivalent to a tornado warning. We just talked and laughed as we ran jumping in puddles like little children. Then we came home and played this old school Aladdin game on the computer (ya know the one from Supernintendo, it's awesome) and again, we are children.