Afterglow 2011 - Day 7 Friday

 

All of the riffraff left the room and I was finally able to use the HT for what it is intended for - some good old fashioned R & R. I was as happy as Fletch in a discount costume store and if you're happy and you know then your face will really show it. I kicked my feet up, grabbed a big swig of my drink and looked out the window at the trees. At that moment there was no place better to be on the planet. I promise you that.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Brian is outrageous. Notice what word is sandwiched between the out and the ous? That's right fellow word mongers - rage. And BK3 knows how to rage, especially at Afterglow. Look at how wild he is! It's like he's about to break loose and going on some wicked ranting rampage!

Tommy is fortunate to still be small enough to fit into baby approved entertainment devices. Lucky bastard. I'm so big that the swing and the tree break if I even think about climbing in there. I'd say enjoy it while it lasts, but he's almost 23 years old. He can do this forever.

Kevin was/is the best employee that Pookon Inc. has ever had. Truth be told he's the only employee we've ever had as Stacy is not yet officially on the payroll. She gets paid in cash so I don't have to pay taxes or offer her full medical, dental, paid vacation and 401K like I do for Kevin. But the other reason why Kevin is the #1 employee is that up until lately (when the booze starts to kick in) he was able to remember everything and serve as the Historian. While most of that knowledge and memory comes into play when I'm doing this write-up months later he also reminded me that we have yet to play our annual game of behind-the-back pool this year. How could I forgot? And how did we wait until Friday? Like all other things in my life that go wrong or get delayed, I blamed it on the rain. Yeah yeah. That's a lie. I blamed it on the booze. Oh yeah yeah.

 

Curtis must have some 6th sense or ESPN or some kind of clairvoyant ability because he was able to sense Jenny approaching. He closed his eyes and shook his head so he could not be captured looking like a deer in headlights. Curtis is one clever son of a B.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Kevin is insane. I know that he doesn't look the part but behind that solemn face and gentile eyes is a crazy person about to bust out and scream with maniacal laughter. Who would've thought, right? He's such a quiet and normal guy. You would never see this thing coming.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We were lucky to have Kelly up here this year because it was just like old times. Gary, Cari, Michelle and Kelly used to come up every year but have missed a lot of them in recent years. I was more than glad to be able to spend the entire week with her. It was very nice.

 

If you see feet then you know what has just happened - Jenny somehow has gotten a hold of my camera and is taking the usual pictures. The following 9 pictures feature the usual Jenny shots - staring down at feet or right up in the face. The way it should be.

 

If you aren't around when Jenny is taking close-up pictures of faces then she will find you. Tommy wasn't prepared for this moment but then again, no one is. That's why we all look so shell-shocked and surprised. She totally catches us off guard and we pay the price.

Jimmy (who I honestly hadn't talked to since Day 1 when Mom made me take a picture of them) told me that they were heading home today and that they had some leftover food in Cabin 11 that they weren't going to take home. So we went cabin raging for some Daily's frozen ready to drink cocktails and fried chicken. There were all sorts of goodies in his fridge and freezer and we looted like a bunch of Vikings arriving on the island of Lindisfarne off the coast of Northumbria, England in the year 793. But just as we were finishing pillaging and plundering the locals of their earthly possessions, Pete walked in on us and questioned our actions. We told him that we had permission to take what was rightfully ours but he didn't believe us. I think that he wanted the leftovers for himself but we stole them. Since he was the boss we left, but not without our spoils of war.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You can run but you can't hide. Susie was outside unknowingly trying to escape from Jenny's tyrannical tirade. She didn't ask for this but she got it anyway. Jenny pounced like a dingo on an emu and Susie didn't even see it coming. That's how sneaky Jenny Reck is.

 

In this picture I look like a character from a Seth MacFarlane cartoon like Quagmire or Stan Smith. The reason for that? My exceptionally enlarged chin/lower half of my face. It doesn't look like that in real life, does it? If it does then I have a problem.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jenny goes off on some reckless tear and takes close up pictures of everyone's faces so I'm glad to see that she has the courage to allow the same thing to happen to her. An eye for an eye they say. You just got served Jenny Reck. And you liked it too. Cause you like this shit.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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