Afterglow 2011 - Day 4 Tuesday

Now that all 3 events of the Obstacle Course were completed Pete and Gail made us all hang out in the shallow end for a group photo. In essence I understand the point of these because it features everyone and people can look at it years later and be like, "Look! It's a me! Mario!" and point to a plumber wearing red overalls. I will be quick to remind them that for the hundredth time they are not Mario and they need to lay off of the mushrooms even though they make you big or give you an extra life. It's just not worth all of the bullshit that comes with it. Drugs are bad.

The 3rd and final event of the Obstacle Course is the Tug of War, which is an event that I usually excel at. When I plant myself at the end of the rope I just need my teammates to pull because I will anchor it down and not allow the other team to pull back. I don't have the memory to properly support this but I am confident enough to say that in my lifetime I have only lost twice. I definitely have won way more than I have lost. That I know for sure. By looking at these pictures you can certainly agree that these kids didn't stand a chance against the strength of our team.

The Revolution won. Revolutions always win because they have heart and the desire to overcome all odds and persevere when all the odds are stacked up against them. Many will try to take us down but they can fall by the wayside just like everyone else. There was a pretty good reason why we formed this super group and that was to rise above everyone else and prove once and for all that it's our world - you're just living in it.

You're supposed to shower off the sand from the beach before you enter the hot tub, but I don't think you're supposed to make a goofy face. Although this isn't normal behavior it is however encouraged.

I won't lie. There's no point to that. The rest of the resort did put up a good fight against the Kurutz/Reck clan but in the end no one can beat us because we had the Revolution on our side. If you oppose the Revolution you will be destroyed when it sweeps over you. Say your prayers because you are about to meet your maker pal. That's what the good people of Afterglow Lake Resort found out on Tuesday afternoon. If you aren't with us then you are against us. And if you are against us then you will go down like a screened submarine baby! Start the Revolution!!

I always promise to anchor the team. That is what I can bring to the table. It may be unfair to my teammates but I ask them to do all of the heavy work during the tug of war. This time I may have bit off more than I can chew because we couldn't win. It was inevitable.

Team Revolution won. No big deal. We were supposed to win for we were the heavy favorites. If we didn't win we could have never shown our faces around these parts ever again. I would not have it that way so I willed my team to victory and they rightfully backed me up.

Gail is very observant. She's been around the block once or twice. She knows a mismatch when she sees one. So she pitted the entire resort against Team Revolution because she wanted to see us go down in flames. But we couldn't let her win. That wouldn't be right.

Brian was the opposing anchor and what he lacks in size he makes up in heart. No one I know has as much passion and desire as Brian, and that often gives him the "X" factor needed to rise above it all. I hope the girls don't blast me for this but I wish I had him on my team.

James team ended up winning and put another number in my loss column but that didn't matter once Jenny declared "Bride Wars" on all of the cousins. What followed was pure insanity taken all the way to the 13th dimension and back again. It didn't matter if you were young or old you were going to get tackled by a family member. And don't you even think about getting up out of that water pal! Don't do it! BRIDE WARS!!!!

I don't know exactly how to handle this situation. If I talk highly of my team I risk alienating the rest of the resort. If I praise the other team my family will never talk you me ever again. So I'm going to side with my family. Screw everyone else. I don't talk to them anyway. With the addition of Uncle Rick to our team we became unstoppable and everyone could line up against us. It wouldn't matter. Victory was ours.

Home

Since no one could beat us we decided to square off against each other. James and I split up and decided to pick teams. By a flip or the coin or some other random chance I was granted first pick. I chose Melissa because she was a cop and should have the required strength and bad ass attitude to win at all costs. I don't know how or why it happened but I ended up choosing all girls for my team and my next few picks were Jenny, Kelly and Susie. We might have been outmatched but at least we had tenacity and pure hell-fire on our side. That is what women bring.

There aren't a lot of places better than the HT even if it is small, not that hot and regulated by rules that prevent us from being loud and splashing. That's why we spend so much GD time in this W A B.