Afterglow 2008 - Day 6 Thursday

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Today was either Faith's Birthday or we were celebrating Faith's Birthday. I wish that I could tell you what day her birthday is, because as her "Uncle" I'm supposed to know. But to be quite honest with you, none of that matters anymore. Janelle broke off her engagement with James a few weeks before the wedding, so I really haven't seen much of Faith lately and I doubt I'll be a part of her life. It makes these pictures and memories all that more special because we won't be able to make any more. But more on that later. Brian was in top form that morning (I'm never in top form in the morning) and was mowing down on the Nana bread while wearing Faith's tiara birthday crown.

The sandcastle contest is late morning/early afternoon on Thursday every year. It's either at 11:00 am or 1:00 pm, I'm not really sure which one it is. I used to know, because up until 4 years ago I used to participate in it even though it is supposed to be for little kids. But Tim, Brian and Kevin now use their superior adult minds to create the most kickass sandcastle of all time, and blow the little kid's castles right off of the beach. From the time Gail started the stopwatch (you get 1 hour to complete your castle) I could already see their creative minds in motion. Since they are a couple of weirdos (and I mean that in a good way) the judges usually reward them most "most unique" or "most original" but are reluctant to give them the 1st place prize that they deserve. They were on a mission to show up the judges and steamroll the kids.

There's a reason why they buried Brian and Kevin in the sand (besides the fact that it is awesome to bury Brian and Kevin in the sand) and incorporated it into their sandcastle's story. The full video of that story can be found on the next page, so I won't try to paraphrase it. Brian is some kind of amputee like Lieutenant Dan and Kevin is a mermaid. Mer-man Pa! I'm a mer-man! And that's all I really have to say about that.

I don't where I was from start to finish of this sandcastle, but I'm ok with that because I really don't even know where I am right now. As long as I have a cold alcoholic drink in my hand (like I do now and like I probably did then) and I'm not at work (like I'm not now and like I was not then) then I really don't care where I am. But I was there as they put the finishing touches on the buried people that they called a sandcastle. They better have a sweet story if they think buried men will impress the judges enough to award them a 1st place prize.