Afterglow 2008 - Day 7 Friday

 

 

 

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Although it is night, it's actually warm enough to go swimming up here at night in Afterglow lake. But it is late July. I challenge anyone to do that some other time of the year. I won't. But the promise of a towel, a warm fire, and a cold alcoholic beverage got me out of the water, so my comrades and I dried ourselves off.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let me apologize to Mattel for ripping on Apples to Apples. It's a great family game that gets better every single time that I play it. In fact, I'm a tiny bit upset that I gave it to my Mom for Christmas instead of keeping it for myself. So maybe Mattel will accept my apology when I go out and spend $30 more dollars on buying myself the game. So Mattel, we're cool, right? So it turns out that we were actually just buying time until the campfire was lit so that we could have a warm place to dry off after a sweet round of NIGHT SWIMMING! I sometimes forget to go night swimming, but this year I made to sure to save it for the last day. And that's not the only thing we saved for the last day. I think I forgot to mention that we swam the entire width of Afterglow Lake. We went from the beach past the raft to the opposite side of the Lake, then back again. Afterglow is a small lake, but it was kind of rough. In 2009 we plan to swim the length of the lake, and then to top it all off, in 2010 we will swim the perimeter of the lake. I don't know what we can do to top that, but I'm pushing for the 2011 sky dive jump from 15,000 feet up resulting in a cannonball into Afterglow lake. While that most certainly would kill us, we'll have to get the parachutes involved. Who knows if that will actually happen or if it is just a pipe dream, but I have until 2011 to work it out. But at least I'm thinking ahead.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There are only a few people who have yet to join the revolution, and I don't want to single them out, but anyone who doesn't have their fist raised in the air in any of these pictures is not with us, they are against us. But the Revolution is an all powerful movement, and sooner or later, whether they like it or not, they will get caught up in it and they too will be starting the revolution. Oh I'll make them, so help me God.

 

 

 

My family isn't exactly what I would call photogenic. Ooh. That comment might have made them angry. Let me revise that. Tim and I aren't exactly photogenic, so I was surprised when this turned out to be a rather nice looking picture. In fact this is the only "true" family picture I have of us at Afterglow 2008.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

All of the cousins (except for Joey) are up here at Afterglow, but James and Stefani are notably absent from this picture. One would say that is ok because Kevin is twice the cousin that either of them are and makes up the difference, but one would also say that that statement is completely false. Since I came up with up both viewpoints, I'm just going to turn the finger around and point it at myself. James and Stefani - I momentarily insinuated that Kevin was twice the cousin you are. That is not true, because Kevin is just an honorary family member while you guys are actual family members. Sorry Kevin, but blood is thicker than water. Unless you count the Afterglow Lake water which is sullied with festering dead bodies. Then I don't know what to say or do. My only option is to hit the backspace button, but I am notorious for not proofreading or altering my comments. So there.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We all gathered around the campfire for one last night of singing and starting the revolution. This time around, we started playing revolution songs like the Beatles "Revolution" and a rousing rendition of John Denver's "Leaving on a Jet Plane" with alternate words. An example of that song would be Some examples would be "All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go. I'm standing here outside your door. I hate to wake you up to say goodbye. Cause I'm Starting the Revolution, don't know when I'll be back again." So basically we just inserted Starting the Revolution instead of Leaving on a Jet Plane. I didn't say that we were geniuses. Or even baby geniuses. But that night we thought that it was one of the most creative things ever done with a song, and I'll never hear "Leaving on a Jet Plane" the same way ever again.