Weekend Funning

What an excellent weekend. J and I and Brittany went to Hoopfest on Saturday am to see one of J's friends playing. The crowds were ENORMOUS. What a ton of people. I played in the first three Hoopfests and it continues to amaze me what a gargantuan 3 on 3 tournament this is (biggest in the whole galaxy). After Hoopfest, J lived up to her boast that she could kick my ass at H.O.R.S.E.  We went to a park and she beat me three games straight. Excellent mechanics and range, she just doesn't miss. It's kind of a psychological game for her, she breaks your confidence by forcing you to make short range shot after shot. I later beat her in my driveway, nobody NOBODY H.O.R.S.E.s me in my hood. NOBODY.

She met my kids (and didn't flee in terror) and we all went to the CDA rez and bought like a million pounds of fireworks. Mostly flaming ball shooters and some 80,ooo gram canister shells that can knock low earth orbiting satellites down.  Later we had Cuba Libras Libres at the Elk where TOWPGLAG met us for appetizers and to complain about his roomies.

Yesterday = lake. It was so incredible out there. Windy and warm, the sky pure blue and the sun turning the water into a sea of diamonds, it was bliss. We boated and bbq'd and hung out and freaked Bob out because he had a really bloodshot eye and Brittany kept bringing it up. I ended up going to the ER last night (dx: Conjunctivitis, likely cause: scratching my eyeball because of allergies).  We head back out to the lake this Friday for the Independence Day weekend.

There is nothing that helps soften the blow of a coming work week than a Sunday spent at the lake in the warm breezy winds and grilling meat smoke of summertime. Well that and it's a short week.

What are you folks doing for the Fourth? Blowing your own shit up or watching others blowing their shit up?

Comments

[Diana Davies]

Staying home and comforting my two dogs, as they cower in terror at the noise of shit blowing up outside.

[Anonymous]

It's not "Cuba Libras", it's "Cuba Libres". Libra is an astrological sign, Libre is spanish for Free.

[Beary Girl]

I live in a College town, near enough to Campus to make the fourth one rowdy and eventful night. Our pool house caught fire one year. Another year bottle rocket wars set our neighbor's tree on fire and nearly took out his garage. I absolutely adore listening to howling dogs and sitting on my porch with a hose and a taser every year. I plan on running naked round the block about dusk, with 15 sparklers in each hand and stick howlers stuck out the back of my tennies, blowing embers and whistling like bombs. It's quite the spectacle and does wonders for the neighborhood gossip-whores and their gossip phone tree. With a little luck and some agility I can round the block and hide in the house before the cops come.

[Nemesis]

You go, Beary Girl. YouTube is great this time of year.