:: Notes, quotes, and sinking boats ::
"Hey Nick, watch this," Paterson, as he pulled out a 9-iron in his living room, and attempted to hit a foam football at Paul, who was playing Guitar Hero.
"The thing about wall mud is, it's the kind of thing you want to use when you're drunk." - Paterson, fixing the huge hole he put in his wall, when his 9-iron missed the football and connected with something else.
"I haven't seen a cleanup effort take this long since the Katrina disaster." - Scott, watching Chris, Jenna, Sean and Rachel clean up breakfast dishes one morning, while rafting. One of my favourite quotes of the whole summer.
"I do my women like I play my video games - zero armour, guns blazin'." - Paterson again.
A good ol' fashion blog post, by gar it's been awhile.
Well, after more than a month, you'd think I'd have more to say, but really, I just wanted to post those above quotes because I thought they were pretty awesome. The summer is slowing wrapping up - funtastic is long over, camping at Hick's came and went, and rafting too, is gone for another year. And the thing that each had in common? It rained during every single fucking one of them. I swear to God this was the worst summer weather-wise I can remember. Just brutal. And now it's over, and we can get used to 7 months of rain. Hooray!
All in all though, rain aside, the summer was much like previous ones - drinking, camping, playing softball...the usual. No complaints from me really. Rafting was pretty damn solid again this year, including copius use of a makeshift beer bong - made out of duct tape, a 2-liter bottle, and a broken paddle - and Sean and Rachel getting a hole in their boat, which caused an hour delay, but gave us more drinking time.
And I still have one more event on the horizon - Bowen Island MeatFest/golf tournament, in mid-september. Should be good.
And speaking of events, I'm gone this week if anybody cares - two days in Seattle with my dad, to watch some Mariners games, followed by two days in Wells Gray Park, where I'm going to say hi to my grandparents, and golf for free, and then another nigh in the 'loops, where I shall try to assemble a drinking team for the evening. Then it's back to work, with no more significant time off until Mexico, in late October.
It can't come soon enough. And it better not fucking rain.