Tuesdays with Muerte

Blessings from the day : *Since the owner messed up our reservation, I thought it would be fair to ask for a discount. Instead of paying $15/ rental package I asked him for the discounted price of $12.50. It worked. *Miraculously, the heavy rain stopped just as we got out of our cars and started up again 6 hours later when we returned to them. *We were able to play games both in the wilderness area and on a speedball course. *We didn't lose or damage any equipment. *Not one of the 15 players were seriously injured after 6 hours of rough play! Tips for Success : *If you are carpooling to some where most people have never been before, be sure to wait for the rest of the caravan. *Bring a ton of water and energy snacks, even if you think it's going to rain. *Protective equipment I will bring next time: knee pads for crouching and gloves. For some reason, everyone gets hit in the hands A LOT! *If you shoot and someone sees you, don't stay in that same p...

In the TV show "Pimp My Ride" , host Xzibit reveals each newly pimped-out vehicle with the line "Sup dawg, we heard you like X, so we put a Y in your car so you can Z while you drive". The Internet liked this line, and started creating its own versions; a meme was born. By the time the picture above appeared, the phrase had mutated into "Yo dawg", and the focus of the meme had shifted to the concept of things inside (or on top of) other things — most commonly presented as an image macro , with or without a superimposed image of a smiling Xzibit. The current Yo Dawg formula goes as follows: "Yo dawg, I herd you like X, so we put a Y in your Y so you can Z while you Z". Successful Yo Dawgs can be obvious, tasteless, escalated, and even meta. Many see this picture as the inevitable and ultimate consummation of the Yo Dawg construct. Stay up-to-date at this unofficial site. If you're thinking, "I still don't know what a M...

So, the internet likes meta stuff. Good to know.

Last night, I hiked up the Y for 3 hours and set up my tent in a nice spot that I had previously staked out. The sky was black. The wind gently rustled the trees through the valley. Just as I unrolled my tent, I heard the loudest grunt and stomping not 50 meters away from me (which seemed like only 10 meter). It was an elk nesting for the night. In that moment, I was ready to turn back around and march right down the mountain. Instead, I said a prayer that the Elk would find me invisible. But as an extra precaution, I urinated around the perimeter of my tent. I heard a little bit of animal rustling during the night, but nothing to be concerned over. My sleeping bag was warm--perfect for the price I paid. Ideally, I would have liked more cushion and more room, but, that is not available in backpacking bags. Most of the night was spent listening to the silence. I'd check my watch every half hour, determined to stay in my tent, until 7am. The next morning, I promptly ...

The Miracle of Adobe Photoshop. Too funny not to post.

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