Like a mountain
Oct 5, 2009I survived the Kickapoo (albeit without Grizzly Bear). It was cold.. wet… but a good “learning experience.” The last night it stormed like a drunk monkey, and I had the side of the tent exposed to all the rain and wind, so I slept in a soaking wet sleeping bag with no pants (they were all wet! from the river, not pee. heh.) and a fleece. The canoe shack-hut-shelter was open for wet kids to sleep in, but I took the manly road (irrational) and woke up every fifteen minutes instead.
Almost right after getting back we went to Six Flags because a company rented it out (meaning there are like more than half the people there) and our friends bought tickets, so it’d be crazy not to go. A ton of actors in demonic clown suits were walking around the park with knives and stuff for their Halloween “Frightfest” thing. I also bought a churro. And it tasted like corporate bullhonkey.
Grandpa, Sam & I with Farm Aid bandanas. l’dor v’dor!
Finally… this weekend we went to St. Louis to see Farm Aid and my relatives, and my dad throw out a first pitch at a Cardinals game. It was so weird coming home from Wisconsin hearing last-minute, “hey how was your trip we have a 2 o’clock flight tomorrow m’kay?” but it was so fun. I hadn’t seen my grandpa in years (literally), or a Cardinals game. Or Farm Aid.
He threw a strike. Who said musicians can’t be good at sports? (answer: every gym teacher ever.)
Title: We passed an American Apparel today with, as usual, a 20ft half-pornographic cutout of a woman on the storefront. Sammy said “her butt is like a mountain!” For it’s full glory (or not) view here.
I really want there to be baseball in NZ
“And it tasted like corporate bullhonkey” Words cannot describe how hard I laughed at that line.
Six Flags was fun when I was a kid, but when I took someone back there as an adult, I realized what an all out trap it was to take your money. They will practically give you the tickets to get in these days, but they charge you $4 for a Coke. And now, they have this “fast lane” deal where you can pay an extra $25-30 (maybe more) to buy this device that will let you skip to the front of the line. That really annoys me for some reason.
That’s a great pic of you and your brother and Grandpa. :-D
My son worked at Six Flags Great America for 2 summers during high school…the first year he loved it and the second, as he had done a good job the year before and not that many people came back to work another summer, he was promoted. He hated it. I think the experience of being pushed to sell things to people and to make his subordinates sell things (he would get a small percentage of what they earned) irritated him to the point of turning him off to the whole park itself.
But yeah, Wes – the idea that you can pay more to skip ahead of the “common folk” is a little vile. I understand sometimes special treatments are a perk, but it comes off badly on the person doing it if it’s in full view of everyone else and if it’s not done with complete tact.
Hope I didn’t come off too strong on the above post re: Great America’s special pass…
Dude, did you ride Raging Bull as discussed?
inch by inch, row by row, godbless these seeds i sow.
I saw Wilco in KC last night and it was an amazing show. Really. Everything about that night was perfect.. well, except that Wilco went to an after party and didn’t come out for meet and greet.. but it was still really amazing.
Your brother makes really good observations. Because her butt really does look like a mountain. :D