Tuesday, June 12, 2007

good times

Camping went exactly as predicted, with absolutely no surprises.  We all sat around, sipping champagne in the warm sun and occasionally dipping our toes in the water, or taking a gay boat ride.  Gay as in fun, of course.  It was all very dignified, despite what this picture may seem:



Okay, so it got a little hectic.  More than a little, I suppose.  It rained like a motherfuck, something allegedly unusual for Salmon Arm at this time of year.  But we still got a good night of roughing it, and generally causing chaos.  I'm actually scared, for the first time in history, of looking at and capturing the video footage.  There's over seven hours worht that'll need to be trimmed down, and I"m actuallly concerned that there will be some things that normal humans are not meant to see.

Naturally, these video clips will find their way to the Youtube account as soon as they're ready to go.  Look for me drinking from a hotel lobby fountain, 
and some crazee MikeFreak shit.  It's nothing more than a Mindfreak rip-off, but oh well.

Yes, the first morning we woke up, Ben was passed out in my car with a beer next to him.  Pozniak was in his car, crying presumably.  Bran had disappeared, we aren't sure if he was in his tent or not.  Schaap was busily jacking it, I suspect, in his impractically oversized tent.  

And the rain kept on, which would have sent us back to Abby early, if it weren't for the quick thinking of Bran's mom.  Eventually we were allowed to stay at the Podollan Inn, a swanky hotel, for the entire afternoon and second night.  Proof:



There's more pictures to be viewed, but they can be found at the Facebook account.  So go check that shit out, it's big man.  We were able to destroy a lot of shit up there, and now I'm excited to get the video clips posted.  Yeah!

Here's something out of a nightmare... you know you're in trouble when I become the only lifeguard on duty at the hotel pool:



Lots of booze contributed to me diving off and into the pool, which is also on video, if Schaap ever decides to add it somewhere.  It's on his camera, sadly.  
Damn that bastard!  He's always one step ahead...

So that's camping.  Check out the Facebook account for all the best pictures.  And yes, I'm starting to accept Facebook as something other than another goddamn MySpace, but it'll still take a bit of warming up to.

Finally, a baseball update.  Our season is progressing decently, we've won like six games, lost four, and had four rain-outs.  That's more wins than losses!  And tonight the other team had to forfeit due to lack of players, but we got a practice game in.  Won 16-1 anyway, because we're the best!  And it wasn't regulated by the league, so drinking in the 
outfield and at bat was somewhat encouraged.  Rad!  More to come in a few days, so keep it here.  

Ahhhh!

Sunday, June 03, 2007

drunken camping (prequel)

Before I disappear from Abby for a few days, I should explain a bit.  The next three days (Monday Tuesday and Wednesday) will be spent up past Salmon Arm, camping.  We'll probably destroy the entire area by the end of it all, so that'll be pleasant.  I should be back in time for the baseball game Wednesday night though.

As a gift before I go, me and Schaap worked out what all us campers will be looking like on the first morning (Tuesday morning).

Michael:

I'd be waking up, crawling out of the tent, head pounding, in need of a beer to soothe the hangover.  I'll see...

Schaap:

He'll be sitting in a nice camping chair, sipping water and eating cereal and steaks and strawberries.  He is occasionally staring over at...

Ben Cawley:

Ben is sprawled out on the campsite table, empty bottle of Jack Daniel's in one hand, a fully skinned bear pelt in the other.  There's no sign of the bear, but the pelt seems fresh.  He is vaguely aware of...

Chris Pozniak:

Chris is huddled behind some trees, quietly rocking himself back and forth, crying and singing lullabies to himself.  He has only a shirt on, and one sock.  His ass seems to have suffered a bizarre sort of trauma.  And we're all wondering...

Bran:

Our Salmon Arm chum, he seems to have disappeared sometime during the night.  Everyone recollects a different time they last saw him, but we haven't heard anything more.  We're all hoping that he turns up, alive and well.


Let's see how accurate these predictions are...