Afterglow 2005 - Day 5
Even though an event as torn us apart, music and the campfire will bring us all together again. As soon as people started to realize that it was just a bunch of dopes having fun and not thinking, they began to forgive us. After all, how many of them can say that they never did things like that when they were young? The bible said it best, let he who is without sin cast the 1st stone. Let me state for the record that no stones were cast that week at Afterglow Lake.
Some of the people in attendance at the campfire that night may or may not have had some choice words for me, but they chose to keep them to their selves. Maybe I was just imagining this entire thing and I was just being paranoid. But I definitely got a weird vibe whenever I was around the adults. Some of the kids were upset at me, but most of them would have reacted exactly as I did in that same situation. It's in the past now, so let's just sing some freakin' songs.
Even though the sheriff came banging at their cabin doors and told their parents, no citations or tickets were handed out at the time. This led us to believe that he did it mainly to scare us, and if we did get a ticket in the mail, then we'd split the cost of the ticket evenly between the 7 of us.
With the roasting of the marshmallows, strumming of the guitars and the off key singing, this became an official campfire celebration. James showed Brian how to roast a marshmallow without burning it, and when Brian tried to follow suit, he proceeded to burn his marshmallow.
But it didn't matter because we're family and we don't judge people based on their marshmallow roasting abilities.
Kevin is a fan of all things Reck, and was at Tim's right hand during his entire performance.
So that's Wednesday (Day 5). Pretty short and sweet eh? Not too much happened because I effectively slept through half the day and bummed around during the other half. To set the record straight, we would have been fine had we not lit a firework in the road in front of oncoming traffic (for that was the only reason we got caught) and we never heard from the Vilas County Sheriff again. The most surprising thing came in the following weeks when I didn't receive any citations or tickets in the mail, even though he had my address. It looks like he was just trying to scare us into not doing it again knowing that we'd be back home in a week and could not cause any more trouble in his county. Today proved to be a waste, so we were going to have try our best to make Thursday better than today. It wouldn't be too hard at all...