The Meteor Shower

A couple nights ago, Brent and Ash and I all went outside on the hill to watch some highly proclaimed meteor shower that was supposed to peak at 1:30 am. It was cold. And there was snow on the ground. And we stood there. And stood there. And stood there some more. And then I was making some wise crack comment about this lame-o meteor shower and looking in the wrong direction when Brent and Ash both hollered, "There's one!" I thought they were kidding. Then we stood there some more. And more. And more. I said that no one could go back in until they'd spotted a meteor or shooting star or whatever those things are called. That's when they both said "Well, we can go in then," because they hadn't been kidding. So, Ashley went in because it was boring and she was cold. Brent and I got some more blankets and a sleeping bag and laid out on the ground. We laid there. And laid there. And laid there. Then as I was looking straight ahead, I saw a streak out of the right side of my peripheral vision. How lame! I'd almost rather not have seen it at all. Then Brent saw something from behind us. Wouldn't that suck if we'd been looking in the wrong general direction this whole time?? So we adjusted ourselves accordingly. And we looked. And looked. And then I saw another shooting star......behind a tree with 27 thousand branches! And it was getting colder. And Brent and I ran out of funny remarks to make about this lame meteor shower, like how it would be much cooler to see a meteor shower of a giant fireball star running smack-dab into some huge planet and seeing the resulting explosion. Now that would be a meteor shower I would pay for a ticket to. Not this thing. I told them I could get a better meteor shower effect by running around the house while blinking my eyes and looking at the Christmas lights! So our feet were cold or maybe it was other miscellaneous body parts that were cold. I can't quite remember. But it was cold nonetheless and the shower was a dud in our opinions. And if there was a User Rating for the meteor shower that night I wanted to give it like 1/2 a star out of 5. There's got to be some sort of clever pun in there somewhere, but like the meteor shower that night, I'm just going to let it fizzle. So, as I was saying, it was getting cold. And we went in. The End.