Today, when I was leaving practice, out of no where came a girl with a large wooden rifle.  I'd seen them before, these rifles, and I guessed that they were for ColourGaurd, or whatever that extracurricular activity is in which they throw flags and things like that at football games and the like.  Anyways.  I was walking behind her, and after slyly glancing at me, she began to twirl her rifle.  It was the most artful spinning of a rifle that I'd ever seen.  I had no ideal white woofen rifles (Tongue Twister? Yes.) could be so beautifully artistic.  Well, I wouldn't say beautiful.  But.  You know. 

We blocked the kissing scene today.  Now I'd say THAT qualified as beautiful.  We hold hands, kind of-- Lauren sitting on the step, and me on the edge of the pool.  Then, Lauren touches my cheeck, and brings me a bit closer to her level.  Then we kiss long and look into each others eyes.  Ha.  I like it a lot.  It never fails to get an "Aw!"  I'm kind of secretly hoping that it causes an old, sexless, hung on the rack woman in the front row to have her first orgasm in ten years.  I MEAN WHAT?