The bonfire Saturday night. I think this looks really good full-size.
Kathy and me.
Myssi, Laura, and me. Cool kids? Well... 2 out of 3.
Doug was excited to be burning stuff. Who wouldn't be?
Sunday I went to Brown County with Myssi, Laura, Jon, Eric, and David [reverse alphabetical order this time, kids. Chill out.] We ate lunch in town and proceeded to the state park, where we did the first thing you should always do after eating: ran around and played ultimate frisbee. It was fun, but after sitting down and catching my breath, I started to feel nauseous.
Laura decided to add insult to... nausea, by crushing my head. It hurt. The nausea passed and I was ok, thankfully. The headache remained, though.
The BeaTwins hijacked my camera (a few times) and had a self-picture accident. They were cut in half, as you can see.
We were able to sew them back together, though. They're still photogenic; you can hardly notice the scars.
Eric doesn't like his photograph being taken, so we take what we can get. He loves to take photographs, though.
Some of the group walking around the lake. Eric took the lead and pointed out these things called “trees” to us. He's a smart guy.
These rocks almost crushed us on the trail, until the BeaTwins jumped in there and saved us with their incredible strength.
This is David but... he's blurry and doesn't like his picture being taken, so I think that makes him Bigfoot, doesn't it?
Preparing for a swing race...
...somebody needed a push.
Laura and Eric (wow, he posed willingly)
David demonstrates how not to whittle a hot dog stick.
Myssi demonstrates how to whittle a hot dog stick. She does it professionally.
Laura: *skurred* Me: “What's your deal, Laura?”
Jon and me on self-timer, waiting for the self-timer on the other camera for the group shot.
More on my flickr.