Afterglow 2008 - Day 1 Saturday

Someone else (I think it was Stacy) had a camera, so everyone in the vicinity was getting blinded by the white flashes. It's as close to pure darkness as can be up there, and the only light comes from the moon and the stars, so it's quite jarring when a camera flash goes off and blinds you. It leaves spots in your eyes for a few minutes, so you can imagine how everyone is just walking around blinded after all these pictures were taken. I took the opportunity to turn the camera on myself and blind myself so that I would be in the same boat as they were.

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I think on Easter (of all times) after a few cocktails, Uncle Greg squatted and boldly proclaimed, "nothing is getting in my anus!" It was an awkward but hilarious moment in our family's history. We don't know why he said it, but now it is one of those family inside jokes that we talk about, and Greg and I reenacted that moment for the gathered audience. They stood and applauded our performance.

Kevin is like a cousin to me, and Jenny is a sister to me, and I love them both dearly. Of all the people on this planet, they get me the most, and both are proud and repeat visitors to this website. In fact, if not for their dedication to all things Pookon.com, I don't think that I would ever get any hits on this site. So I'll take this moment to express my thanks and gratitude. Thanks for being kickass.

We heard some noise coming from Cabin #5, so we decided to investigate. We thought that a bear had broken in and was causing havoc, but it just turned out to be Uncle Greg, which is even better than a bear rampaging the cabin. He was wasted, and he was doing his usual routine - yelling and making up words and stories. My Uncle is hilarious when he is drunk because he just makes stuff up and comes up with crazy ideas. I've provided a video on the next page from that night, so I won't get into too much detail. Let's just say that family get togethers are so much more fun when there is a bottle of Bacardi around. My alcohol-killed brain cells don't remember exactly when "Start the Revolution" became our new family motto, but I do remember that Gail's "Glow 4 It" got overshadowed by Uncle Greg's battle cry. On this night, with our fists raised in the air, we would be Starting the Revolution on Day 1 of Afterglow 2008. And we loved every second of it.