Afterglow 2009 - Day 7 Friday

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Anybody who is somebody was on the beach today, so if you are reading this and aren't in any of these pictures, sorry but I have bad news for you. But before you get mad, I guess we can come to an understanding that you might have had something better to do that day. I'll agree with you, but I probably will be faking it. To each their own I guess, but why the hell would anyone want to be someplace other than here?

The day was as nice (if not better) than it had been all week, and it was in no way chilly. That didn't stop Timmy from sporting Baby Blue. To him, the hat isn't a way to keep his head warm; it is an identity. If he is to pose with his guitar by the lake for a possible future album cover or magazine shoot, he needs to have his signature head wear on so that people can easily recognize him. It's like Bono with his sunglasses or Indiana Jones with his fedora, get caught without that item and people will never forgive you.

Nate McLouth had been dissing me hardcore this entire week. I was trying to be his biggest fan without seeming like a huge dork, but he still wouldn't hang with me. I waited until he was trapped in this swinging dolphin, then I made my move. And I got this picture.

One of the side effects of drinking is that you constantly feel like eating, even though you aren't necessarily hungry. Or at least maybe that's just my problem. I don't shop in the husky department because I only eat at the designated breakfast, lunch and dinner times. I probably could do something about this "problem" that I have, but that would mean actually putting forth some kind of effort to better myself. If anyone out there knows me, then effort and being proactive are two things I steer clear of.

It was so nice out today that Mom, Jenny and Carol went swimming. (Warning: generalized statement ahead) Women are notorious for being choosy and colder than men are, so you know that it has to be warm out for them to get all up in Lake Afterglow.

We look good. I mean real good. So good that I'm inviting everyone I know to come to this website and see how good we look. Maybe it's me over evaluating our looks versus the general standards created by the people of this world, but I find it hard to believe that women aren't beating down our doors to get with us. I will always speak for myself when it comes to the ladies, for I have no idea what Kevin and Brian do when I'm into around them. But I will say that they have to be attracting so many females that there simply aren't any more available for me. They can confirm or deny that statement all they want, but in my head I will always have my version of the truth. It helps me sleep at night.