Well, Sharknado Weekend was a teeth-chomping success!

I had 43 guests at the house this weekend and although the partying went on well into the wee hours of Sunday morning, everyone had a great time...including the twins, who got a glimpse of the first of many, many bad movies they will be subjected to while growing up in the Wolf household.

And we had a rousing discussion about how much money the sharks demanded to work with Tara Reid. We all know they had higher cast billing over her. And that Ian Ziering.

And my poor eyes would still be bleeding....if not for one little thing.

I am completely fascinated with Justin Nelson's spoons.

For those not in the know, read my last journal. But the basis of this fascination is the other day I learned that my best friend is a collector of souvenir spoons. You know the kind...they sell them at swap meets and tourists traps. All you really do with them is keep them in their original box and display them. You don't eat with them. You don't pass them out at an ice cream social. You look at them.

These are spoons you look at.

Collected by a guy in his mid-twenties.

I'm fascinated.

So, Justin was invited to the Sharknado viewing on the condition that he bring some of his most cherished spoons. And he did not disappoint. Since he usually ends up spending the weekend at my house as a guest (being my best friend and all) I waited until he arrived Friday night before involving my fiancé Nicole in his spoon-collecting passion. So as soon as he walked in the door I demanded to see the spoons. And he delivered with flying colours!

"What the hell are those?" Nicole asked as he removed the treasured spoons from his carrying case.

"I forgot to tell you. Justin collects spoons." I answered.

"Spoons?" she asked. Then when he started laying out the amazing spoons on the table, she burst out laughing. And since our twins were in the room, Savannah Maria saw the spoons and laughed as well...adding to Justin's ball-busting.

"Even my daughter thinks this is lame and she doesn't even know what a spoon is! What a horrible life you have!" I joked.

"Shut up!" he said.

"So what's your favourite spoon?" Nicole asked him, picking up the silver trinkets and shaking her head. Phillip Connor laughed when he said his favourite was a spoon from Yakima, Washington.

"What the hell is a Yakima, Washington spoon?" I asked. He then unwrapped it from a tissue (yes, this spoon was WRAPPED) and presented a spoon that had an engraving of the state of Washington engraved in the concave surface and an apple in the handle.

"That is hilarious!" Nicole said and again the room was filled with laughter. I think even Cheyenne and Shoney were laughing as they looked at the spoons.

"Why do you still have these?" Nicole asked the question we were all dying to know. "You are twenty-six years old. That's not normal. Spoon collecting is what grandmothers do."

"I don't know! I just like spoons! Leave me alone!" came his garbled response.

"How are you ever going to find a girlfriend when you're collecting spoons?" I asked.

"That reminds me...I have a girlfriend coming this weekend that wants to meet you," Nicole said to Justin.

"Oh perfect!" I chimed in. "Which do you think will turn her on more? Your spoons or your fear of dragons?"

Which brings us to the second part of this tale. Justin Nelson is petrified of dragons. I don't know why....I don't think he can explain it to anyone...but for as long as I've known him he's had a fear of dragons. And because I have a dragon statue on my shelf in the living room, he was all in a panic that he would see it and be all freaked out. That's one of many, but the rest are in the den so he won't be tormented by their presence during his stay. But I donj't like moving the one in the living room because it is so heavy and delicate.

So I have a best friend who collects spoons and is literally afraid of anything to do with dragons.

So, in exchange for posting some of his spoons on here, I covered the Dragon with a towel and he was able to watch Sharknado without fear of my dragon coming to life and stealing his soul or whatever.

*shakes his head*

I am just so...like I said...fascinated by my best friend.

No, I take that back. I already know plenty about Justin. The spoons are what fascinate me. I mean...what kind of great memories can a person have with spoons? And when I asked him about what memories he had with the spoons, he just shrugged and said he couldn't remember.

So he keeps his spoons because he has memories of them that he can't remember.

We are so taking these spoons out on the town in Anchorage to the clubs and asking which is cooler....watching My Little Pony or collecting spoons.

I should even post a poll on here. I'm just so curious if anyone else finds this interesting. I can't get past the fact that he buys spoons for the memories and yet can't tell me a thing about the spoons he bought.

It's such crazy conversation around here.

Oh well. He's my best friend and I love him. But I'm riding this spoon thing for all it's worth!

Until next time,

Keep those spoons clean!

~Adrik