unpacking, it would be ready by now.
I decided to play Ricochet Roulette while I waited. Itâs a game I made up. It actually has nothing to do with roulette, but I like the name. The only equipment you need is a beach ball, the kind that floats in the air, that you blow up. You lay on your bed on your back. You try to hit the ball up to the ceiling four times, without ever letting it touch the bed or the floor. Thatâs the easy part.
In each game, you can only touch the ball once with each arm or leg. So if you hit it the first time with your right arm, when the ball comes down, you have to hit it with a leg or your left arm. Sometimes you fall off the bed trying to hit the ball with your left leg, after you already used up both arms and your right leg.
It sounds complicated, but it really isnât. The trick is to not hit the ball too hard. Tonight I played three times and won twice.
I went to the Dan Welch Management e-mail account. I could have had Dan Welchâs e-mail forwarded to my e-mail account, but I donât want anyone to trace Dan Welch to me. I donât know how it works, but thatâs how they always find you on detective shows.
I couldnât sign in to Dan Welchâs account. I forgot his password. I always think I should write down my passwords so I donât forget them, but what if I lose that piece of paper and someone finds it?
When Dan Welch got his e-mail account, I remember thinking he had a really good password. I think I thought that because no one would ever guess it. No one, including me.
Thereâs something I use for a lot of my passwords, and even though Iâm pretty sure I didnât use it for Dan Welch, I tried it. Wrong. I canât click âForget your password?â because theyâll send the password to Danâs e-mail, which I canât get into without his password.
I looked around my room, hoping to find a clue. Beach ball? Pillow? Detroit? We were getting ready to go to Detroit when I opened this account. I donât remember ever typing the word âDetroit,â but I was so nervous opening Danâs e-mail account, I could have typed anything. I tried Detroit. Wrong. I hate when this happens.
Then I got a text from Buzz.
Wot u duin
He means âWhat are you doing?â Buzz actually canât spell in real life, but you donât notice it so much when he texts. I texted back.
Unpacking.
I tried to get back to work remembering the password, but itâs hard to concentrate when someoneâs texting you. Youâre waiting for the next text. It could come in a few seconds or it could come in a minute or in ten minutes or never. It came in about a minute.
Play we
Heâs asking me if I want to play Wii baseball with him. He knows itâs âWii,â not âwe.â It says Wii on the box, it says Wii on the controller, it says Wii when you play it, and he plays it every day.
If I was asking him the same thing, I would say âPlay Wii?â Then he would know I was asking to come over and play Wii, not just telling him I was playing Wii. But Iâm not Buzz. I texted back.
No can do.
That means I canât. Itâs something my dad says. I like the sound of it. I donât know if Buzz will understand, but since the word ânoâ is in there, heâll probably get the idea.
Buzz isnât his real name. His real name is Balthazar, but when he was little, his brother had trouble saying it, so everyone started calling him Buzz. Everyone except his mom. She was the one who picked Balthazar. His brother is Zephryn.
My computer screen turned off while I was texting with Buzz. When I moved the mouse it came on again, and when I saw the sign-on screen for Dan Welchâs e-mail account, I knew his password right away. Now that I remember what it is, I canât believe I forgot it. Itâs such an obvious password. Unfortunately, I canât tell you why.
I typed in the password and
I decided to play Ricochet Roulette while I waited. Itâs a game I made up. It actually has nothing to do with roulette, but I like the name. The only equipment you need is a beach ball, the kind that floats in the air, that you blow up. You lay on your bed on your back. You try to hit the ball up to the ceiling four times, without ever letting it touch the bed or the floor. Thatâs the easy part.
In each game, you can only touch the ball once with each arm or leg. So if you hit it the first time with your right arm, when the ball comes down, you have to hit it with a leg or your left arm. Sometimes you fall off the bed trying to hit the ball with your left leg, after you already used up both arms and your right leg.
It sounds complicated, but it really isnât. The trick is to not hit the ball too hard. Tonight I played three times and won twice.
I went to the Dan Welch Management e-mail account. I could have had Dan Welchâs e-mail forwarded to my e-mail account, but I donât want anyone to trace Dan Welch to me. I donât know how it works, but thatâs how they always find you on detective shows.
I couldnât sign in to Dan Welchâs account. I forgot his password. I always think I should write down my passwords so I donât forget them, but what if I lose that piece of paper and someone finds it?
When Dan Welch got his e-mail account, I remember thinking he had a really good password. I think I thought that because no one would ever guess it. No one, including me.
Thereâs something I use for a lot of my passwords, and even though Iâm pretty sure I didnât use it for Dan Welch, I tried it. Wrong. I canât click âForget your password?â because theyâll send the password to Danâs e-mail, which I canât get into without his password.
I looked around my room, hoping to find a clue. Beach ball? Pillow? Detroit? We were getting ready to go to Detroit when I opened this account. I donât remember ever typing the word âDetroit,â but I was so nervous opening Danâs e-mail account, I could have typed anything. I tried Detroit. Wrong. I hate when this happens.
Then I got a text from Buzz.
Wot u duin
He means âWhat are you doing?â Buzz actually canât spell in real life, but you donât notice it so much when he texts. I texted back.
Unpacking.
I tried to get back to work remembering the password, but itâs hard to concentrate when someoneâs texting you. Youâre waiting for the next text. It could come in a few seconds or it could come in a minute or in ten minutes or never. It came in about a minute.
Play we
Heâs asking me if I want to play Wii baseball with him. He knows itâs âWii,â not âwe.â It says Wii on the box, it says Wii on the controller, it says Wii when you play it, and he plays it every day.
If I was asking him the same thing, I would say âPlay Wii?â Then he would know I was asking to come over and play Wii, not just telling him I was playing Wii. But Iâm not Buzz. I texted back.
No can do.
That means I canât. Itâs something my dad says. I like the sound of it. I donât know if Buzz will understand, but since the word ânoâ is in there, heâll probably get the idea.
Buzz isnât his real name. His real name is Balthazar, but when he was little, his brother had trouble saying it, so everyone started calling him Buzz. Everyone except his mom. She was the one who picked Balthazar. His brother is Zephryn.
My computer screen turned off while I was texting with Buzz. When I moved the mouse it came on again, and when I saw the sign-on screen for Dan Welchâs e-mail account, I knew his password right away. Now that I remember what it is, I canât believe I forgot it. Itâs such an obvious password. Unfortunately, I canât tell you why.
I typed in the password and
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