... And we're Back!

Hi friends, sorry for the quiet. My brother Rob was in town, and the shenanigans were hot like Toasters. Unfortunately, someone forgot to plug in these toasters, but nobody's perfect.

Highlights include:

I realized that people under umbrellas look like jellyfish. Hip-hip hooray!

The Amazing Mr. Buff Will Blow Your Mind had an impromptu performance on a balcony. This is a Shatner-esque type band consisting of my brother on percussion and me on spoken word/vocals. In the words of a couple of too-honest highschoolers who once saw it in action, "Myque, I saw you perform. It really wasn't good." Ahh youth. What we lack in everything, (except drumming, the Buff is pretty good at that) we make up for enthusasim.

However, when twin harmonicas showed up later that night, I think people would have rather listened to cats being skinned alive.

Got to see the Sox in action. Even Tara liked the game. Score one for the home team!

Got to see the local Beer Brewery. Even Tara liked the beer. Score one for the home team!

Realized that eating too much ricotta cheese can happen. Ouch.

My friends got married on the banks of the Cedar River (covering half the wedding site's parking lot) by a preacher man holding the holy text "Lord of Chaos" by Robert Jordan. To conserve water, the urinals were filled with ice cubes. The only thing more awesome is if I could have been there.

All and all, I'd have to give the weekend a certified "more fun than Wall Drug" rating.


Waffles!