Afterglow 2013 - Day 7 Friday

Jenny Reck was stationed safely on shore. Even though she wasn't ready to share in the rage that Kevin, Stacy and I were experiencing, she was there to take the pictures. So it counts.

Am I drunk and seeing double (like Madie and Madie's twin Helen Keller) or are there really two of these dogs? I knew about Alpine (or Bunny Hill, or Chairlift, or Slalom, or Mogul or whatever the hell her name is) but who is that other bastard? Are these dogs just multiplying like rabbits now? I think the Villas County Animal Control Tactical Unit needs to step in and prevent these dogs from taking over the World. You've seen Planet of the Apes, right? Well how about Plant of the Dogs? It could happen if we don't take action now.

I could only take so much time indoors before cabin fever (literally) took over and I needed to go outside. I said damn the weather and laid out on the dock to soak up what little sun peeked through the cloud cover. I've said it before and I will say it a million times more - a bad day at Afterglow is better than a good day anywhere else. That having been said, I did enjoy my time laying out on the end of the pier. It was a quiet time to reflect on where I have been and where I am going to be. So you know, business as usual up at Afterglow.

Chalk is amazing. It allows you to express yourself in a manor that will be consumed by the public but is not permanent and detrimental to society. Clare and Bella knew this and created works of art for my eyes only. I count myself among the lucky.

I have told you many times that I will go swimming every day at Afterglow, even it means going by myself. But today I was not destined to be alone because I had Kevin and Stacy with me. God bless these brave individuals who understand raging.

I've already made it painfully clear on here that this year was one of the worst in recent memory. I'm not going to go and rank them because all years are unique in their own right, but I know a bad year when I see one. Today was our last day at Afterglow and the weather was being a real jerk. You would think that she would be kind to us to bid us farewell until next time, but instead she was a vengeful bitch and made sure we loathed our final day. It was cold and semi rainy, so Jenny and the Moms went to town. Since I was left alone in the cabin by myself, I mixed a drink, sat under a blanket, put on Metallica and raged alone for several hours.

And so there we were; three brave soles on the precipice of rage. All that we had to do was jump off the HD and we would be fully encompassed in its' bountiful glory. Who can resist that?

As you can imagine, we didn't spend a whole lot of time in the water. When the temperature in in the mid 70's and the sky is overcast, why would you immerse yourself in a less than favorable environment while being half-naked? That doesn't make sense to me and I know that my cohorts felt the same way. Look, we may be full of the spirits and the rage, but we aren't crazy. That I know for sure.

Some of my favorite moments in life are the most random. There was nothing random about us going in the HT after a dip in the BP. In fact, that is rather standard. What was random was us finding this bunny ski mask in there. Kevin and I took turns putting it on and cackling loud for all to hear. First off, who owns a ski mask that is patterned off of a homicidal rabbit? Secondly, who leaves that in the HT area (in Summer no less) for a bunch of goofballs to wear? There's a sick bastard in our midst. That much I know. Who does that?

Life is good at Afterglow, especially when you are in the HT and surrounded by family. It's tough to look at these pictures (mostly because of my grotesque half-naked body) because the other 51 weeks don't ever and will ever compare to this one.

It's sad to see the lake empty and alone. We did what we could by getting all up in those waters for as long as we could, but if Mother Nature doesn't give us good weather, how can we stay in there all day? Don't hate the player Afterglow Lake. Hate the game.

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