on this day

the day of my best friend's wedding.

which is actually tomorrow. but you get it. 

so because i have a lot of celebrating to do i won't have time for any of you and i don't even care.  BYE. 

boats and hoes: a splash of summer in these dark winter days

it's a marathon.  not a sprint.
the tie up, that is.
it's important to remember that when attending the annual okauchee lake tie up.  
but i suppose it's difficult to hold to that when you start with this:

and i'll be honest when i say just looking at this makes my liver hurt.  
but then smile fondly.

so for mainly for my sanity during these insane sub-zero winter days let's revisit the tie up.

 

and every day i'm reminding that the internet is a fantastic place.  
because if you want to see nasty, dirty style photos of the tie up - you can.
so here's a taste:

via - i'm not sure.  it's just not mine.  let me know if it's yours.

i suggest everyone go to something like this.
for research purposes.

and blog material.

p.s.

a lot of people sprinted.

Weekend Recap - In Which Everything Kicked My Ass

so there it is.

vodka, $8 worth of hangover fluids, baby b, canine nonsense, shitler in waders, and leaves.

my weekend in a nutshell.

how was yours?

mexico part 1

tebow this beer

just a quick weekend recap.

my massive vodka inspired headache is preventing me from doing anything that would make me a decent human being so here's a bunch of pictures.

it begins with this:

 

then shifts to this:

then ends with this:

normal, right?

drinking with a side of camping: part two

day one, night two.
bong more alcohol.
because sleep is for pussies.

then burn a bunch of shit.

somewhere in the middle of all of this we eat something.  

but then back to bonging.

then find our hats.

oh, fuck the hats.  more bonging.

feel like fucking champions.

worship a false idol.

then someone does the obligatory puking.
then everyone does the passing out.
then everyone hates their lives the next morning.

then we get excited for 2K13.

drinking with a side of camping: part uno (which is spanish for the number one)

i'm going to tell you a story.
about camping.  
we do it every year.  and we all get super excited about it and then we drink an unhealthy amount and hate everyone in the world by sunday (which i suppose is par for the course on like every weekend).  so i thought maybe you would want to see some pictures.  because they're terribly awesome.  
but there are a lot.  
so there might be like two installments.  
or maybe three.  
i'm not sure.

night one.
set up camp.  
which includes unloading all the useless crap someone bought from goodwill.

then proceed to party with some ridiculous hats someone also bought from goodwill.

then rejoice because someone brought ninety hot dogs.

then celebrate the hot dogs with bonging beer and boxed wines.

then do unspeakable things to the barbies with the hot dogs.

then laugh about it.

then continue celebrating.

my liver just cramped up reliving this.