Afterglow 2009 - Day 3 Monday

All of the other Afterglow faithful had to wait to get their delicious food. To be quite honest with you, it's not very fair that they had to wait and the riffraff got to go through line ahead of them. But I'm eating and they're waiting. We can't go back in time and change that.

Stacy didn't pile up her plate like she should have, but she's little and therefore eats a smaller amount of food. It's science. So I'll forgive her, although I do think she should have at least tried to challenge her body. Kevin stares longingly into my eyes, kind of like he wants to split me in half like an old piece of lumber.

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We ended up being late to the Pot Luck Dinner and missed out on the cabin introductions. Add that to the ever growing list of things that I can blame on alcohol. I don't mind that I missed out on the Moms introducing their kids that showed up late for the party. I did mind that I missed out on Uncle Greg telling everyone that he's been coming up to Afterglow for 26 years, give or take 15 years. So we stood in the back with sombreros on our heads and our fists in the air. And then the entire Afterglow population got to witness the Revolution being started firsthand.

For some reason, we were able to start at the beginning of the line. I'm pretty sure that it was because someone had a graduation recently. I think that it was Stefani. That would make sense. Well then, congratulations goes out to her for not only completing High School, but also getting us to the front of the line. Well done.

Uncle Greg once told us up on the KK that we'll know that it is time to Start the Revolution when the flagpoles light up. Now I'm not one to disagree with the man, but I think that the Revolution begins when the tray of weenies arrives. I may have to ask Greg for a second opinion on that one. After all, it is his Revolution.

As you've seen in the past, I like to show off my food to the viewers at home. It looks great doesn't it? See, I wasn't lying when I said that this event was amazing. The trick is to fit as much food as you can onto your plate the first time through the line, because with this scrappy bunch behind you, there's no guarantee for seconds.

We decided to do a shot before the Pot Luck dinner because we felt like it. At Afterglow, there's really no inappropriate time to do a shot. Well, in my opinion anyway. We rocked our sombreros, said a prayer and drank to world peace. That's how it should be.

Tim found it difficult to fill his plate, on account of his vegetarianism. It's his curse and his cross to bear, but he found enough to cover the Styrofoam surface. He must have enjoyed it too, because he was too busy looking at his plate while Tommy and Stefani looked in shock as Sasquatch made an appearance across the lake.

The Afterglow Pot Luck is one ridiculous and amazing smorgasbord of scrumptious eats. I'd even go so far as to put it up there in the same league as The great Who Feast, the make believe dinner in Hook and Pee-Wee's Mr. Breakfast with Mr. T cereal. This buffet is better than anything that the people at OCB could whip up. 

I don't think that Mark really knows what The Revolution is all about, but he puts his fist in the air anyway. Come to think about it, I don't know if anyone other than Uncle Greg (the leader of The Revolution) fully understands what it is all about. But The Revolution has been started, and there's no stopping that train.

Jenny approached the Pot Luck double fisting it, but she swears that only one of the drinks was for her. Yeah, and I swear that I'm not drunk while I'm typing this. Don't worry Jenny, your secret is safe with me. I've got your back. JSJT stick together.