That will be the day when I die.

It has occured to me that I take very abnormal vactions. At a labor day family get together, my uncle and I both had our vacation photos. I have never been much of a tourist on my trips. My uncle and my aunt had taken a bus tour across Europe and successfully taken pictures, from what I believe, of every church across the pond. This took all of six rolls of film. When my family viewed my vacation pics which was one roll of 24 exposures, they were perplexed to see snapshots of tigger sleeping on his head, hot deaf Russian men, and spinning fireballs. They did not ask and I did not give details of my good times of roller derby, fun people and the best vegan burger ever at Liquid Earth! I would have had to explain a meatless burger to my family. That would have caused a couple of cousins to short circuit. Some members of my family were more amazed by the fact that I have been on a plane. I did not bother to tell them that I first flew when I was 17 to San Antonio on a DC-10 with the whole headphones and movie experience and nor that I have flown several times since then without those luxuries of my first impression of air travel. I think that I may be second only to my dad with cool vacation stories, being he has actually has partaken in a sunroof limo ride on the Vegas strip, hooting and hollering at all the passerbys in a drunken fashion. It's probably best that we only discuss our tales among ourselves, because we would certainly be disowned as heathens.

No one even asked if I saw Awesome Dawn, but this is the branch of the family who probably doesn't even know where she lives. I will have some explaining to do in October to a certain aunt, uncle and cousins when I attend another reunion at Chemin-a-haut and possibly to Awesome Dawn herself, if she attends. What's that? You live near the Putty Hill Skateland? Oops!

Good news! My yard has been repaired somewhat. I am much happier with it's appearance now.