posted on Monday, Jun. 27, 2005 @ 13:51
i had one in mind, thought to write it down, then figured i'd remember it. looks like i was wrong.
well, in preparation for the family reunion on saturday i bought my first bottle of vodka. i'd previously gotten drinks for my mom from the store, but this was my first personal purchase. i think. it's sad i'll be 22 in september, and i haven't purchased that sweet nectar of the, well, drunken people with no taste. then, when i was in longview, i found this cool german wine in a cat bottle.
yeah. i was very tired last night. my choice of vodka came from the bottle. the frosted red sold me.
so anyway, mom said i couldn't drink at the family reunion, even if i didn't get drunk. i just wanted to be less stressed, you know? harken back to the days of high school and the dorms when i'd have a can/bottle of root beer with vodka in it. since we showed up kinda late (2:30 or so), most people had come and gone.
this is cailin, my great-aunt's great-(great?)-granddaughter (whatever the hell that is to me). see, the guy on the left is her grandfather, then the next chick is her mom. i dunno, she was cute, though.
i'd really like to take pictures of that guy without him knowing. he looks really cool. his name is butch.
kitty!
puddles and i forgot the other's name.
thrills beyond imagine!
one day this will be a pond. the house in the background is uncle doyle's son's house, and then uncle doyle (who is actually my great-uncle) lives on the other side you can't see.
we're not sure what was up with this guy, or why he was riding a tricycle on the highway.
i just thought it was nice i somehow managed to get this centered though we were moving at 60 mph.
this is cool if your screen is bright enough to see that it says west i-20. this one at work isn't, so it's not that interesting. give me a chance to mess with it in photoshop and check back. yep.
me: "that mobile home is on cinder blocks."
owen: "i guess it's not very mobile, is it?"
this embodies all that is souless and wrong about east texas.
cubby hole texas storage. once again, if it's light enough you can barely see the outline of the other letters. this is as good as the time gold's gym said "god's gym."
here you go, the end of the world. isn't it disturbing?
so that's that. turns out my family's not going to be able to vacation together in san antonio, but mom's going to bring sarah the 19th and stay herself a couple days. which means i have to climb mt. bonell in july...bleh.