Afterglow 2010 - Day 5 Wednesday

 

 

There is a reason why alcohol is called liquid courage. Some people use it to speak in front of a large crowd, like giving a speech at a wedding. Some use it to hit on that hottie at the end of the bar. Kevin used it to do backflips off of the HD. All are considered successful.

 

I don't remember this many kids joining us out there on the raft, but the HD is the place to be on a beautiful Afterglow day. But all the usual suspects were in attendance, so I doubt any of us cared that random kids were hanging out around us and disrupting our day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm surprisingly Boyang in the water. By that I mean that I float very well. I'm not a lyrically gifted African American freestyler. On land I'm a lumbering beast like a wooly mammoth, trudging around the ice covered tundra searching for food. But drop me in the water and I'm like a graceful manatee, skillfully maneuvering around the seaward passages. Even when I'm wasted I don't fear death by drowning because my head always stays afloat even if I'm not treading water. I used this skill to have a lengthy chat with Dale, who sat on a noodle to avoid sinking to the bottom with the dead bodies. I don't know what we talked about, but I must have came out of the conversation a winner. I'm #1! I'm #1!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What has two thumbs and loves Afterglow Lake Resort? This guy!! What has two thumbs, wears baggy clothes, backwards baseball caps, listens to rap music and wreaks havoc upon the Northwoods? Teenage Bears!! We have so little in common. But that's ok.

It was time to get out of the water before we killed ourselves. Uncle Mike always told me that Afterglow was a safe place, and no one has died here since 1976. After 34 years of relative health up here, we didn't want to end up as just another statistic. We're better than that.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There aren't many rules of the Revolution, but the most important rule of them all is that if someone raises their fist in the air to start it, you have to follow suit and keep it in the air until the person who started it lowers their fist. This is normally an easy thing to do unless you have to do it while trading water. Like I said, I have no problem staying afloat, but I can't say the same about my smaller comrades. That fact didn't stop Jenny from hoisting her fist in the air and leaving it there for what seemed like ages. Small price to pay though, to be a member of the Revolution.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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