A Very Reynolds Weekend

This weekend was a blast. Our old friends Mac and Julie came into town from LA, so we planned a bunch of stuff to capitalize on the occasion. We kicked things off on Friday night by getting together for dinner at Sushi Ya. Although some of the gang couldn’t make it due to prior obligations, we still had Bobby and Kathryn, Mac and Julie, Justin, Jeriann and Ruthie, Harry and Sarah, Dan, Sarah R., Richie and his buddy in attendance. We had a great time catching up and being introduced to such sushi phenomenons as the must-have “Godzilla Roll.”

From dinner we went over to Harry’s place to rendezvous with some more friends and then head up to BYU for an much anticipated game of Library Tag. Now, to the uninitiated, Library Tag may come across childish or silly…but I cannot begin to tell you how much fun it is. We started playing quite a few years ago with the roomates and any girls we were interested in getting to know.

Library Tag itself is simple, but full of tradition. We always play on the 5th floor of the Harold B. Lee library, we always play at night (best is around 11-12 pm, when only a handful of diehards are still hitting the books), and we always begin by consulting the official rules and Library Tag map, so as to minimize our annoying presence and keep it fun for everyone.  Each game starts with one person being “it” while the rest of the group disperses. In public areas where there are tables and people studying, absolutely no running is allowed–but as soon as you make it into the vast maze of empty bookshelves, the heat is on.

We have people running full-tilt through the bookcases, bobbing and weaving, and teaming up with people either seek or evade. I’m telling you–it’s a rush, and it has to be as silent as humanely possible. When someone gets tagged, they join the hunt, until everyone is out. Over the years we’ve developed some genius evasion tactics and non-verbal communication strategies, had some gnarly accidents, had some epic chases and been asked to exit the premisis more than a couple times. And Friday night was no exception. Here’s Dan, not exactly sure how this worked out for him:

Then pictures just started getting silly. Can you spot Jer? He’s a certified chamelion.

Or me? Virtually invisible.

After library tag a bunch of people came over to watch a movie till crazy late and we had the honor of having Mac and Julie crash at our place. Saturday was busy with errands, work and stuff, we but all reconvened at Velour to watch the Imagine Dragons CD release show. After Velour, we went to the Malt Shoppe with the band and friends to ice cream and unwind a little. We tried to watch all of Australia with Mac and Jules that night, but at 3-something we called it quits so we could stay awake during 8:30 church. It was a really fun weekend overall…makes me wish we could all somehow end up living close together one day. Distance makes these reunions far too infrequent for my liking.