Afterglow 2009 - Day 5 Wednesday

I've previously mentioned that people rage it in many different ways, but I never expected me to rage it by putting sparklers on my nipples like booby tassels. That just shows you the effects that alcohol has on raging. Kids reading this at home be warned - the combination of drinking and raging may be too much for you.

For me this is always the saddest time of the night - when it is past 11:30pm and we can no longer add logs to the fire. We have to sit and watch it slowly die down. I love fire so much that I hate to see it go away, but I do get happy because I know that as soon as the fire is near dead or all dead, we can go rage it up on the KK.

We were raging it up on the KK and all the sudden Timmy disappeared. We thought that he went to bed, but 20 minutes later he came back with a plate of grilled cheese sandwiches. And just like that, Timmy went from being the subject of ridicule to everyone's hero. I love me some grilled cheese sandwiches, but I never thought that I would love one this much. For the first time all night were we all quiet because we were too busy mowing down on the greasy miracles that Timmy delivered to the KK. And after those sandwiches, Day 5 and our night was over.

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Just when I thought that it couldn't get any worse that booby tassel sparklers, I put one in my bandana and lit it. It's not nearly as embarrassing as the last picture, but it sure hurt my head more that than previous one hurt my reputation. I often shave my head, and in the summer I go all the way down to the skin in an effort to stay cool during the hot days. While it certainly makes showering and combing hair easier, having no hair does nothing to protect the scalp from fire sparks. I kept in on my head only as long as I needed for this picture. Anything else would be ridiculous.  But I may have kept it on longer than that, because if there is one world that describes me, it's ridiculous.