Drunken Pumpkin

Game involves serving (root) beer as fast as your little fingers can fly

All slang is metaphor, and all metaphor is poetry.
~ GK Chesterton

Rodeo Clowns by G. Love and Special Sauce

Jeff spent the day being envious of my impending travel plans. You can tell by the last few posts being a bunch of silly roadsigns. Although I must say he tempered these posts with some shots of the glory of nature that I’ll have the dubious joy of contending with. You’ll also note that he has some shots of the Aurora. Longtime readers will get that joke right off. The rest of you will have to take your chances with the handy search feature.

Strip Poker tournament? I’m not sure if I’d be hip to winning or losing in that situation. Seriously, if you win you get to keep your clothes on, but have to stare at a bunch of naked people. These are probably not particularly attractive naked people, either. If you lose you’re sitting around naked amongst a group of strangers. Not really an ideal time. Although, I bet some lasting friendships grow out of this. After all, what else will you have to hide?

I’m willing to bet that a cat’s top pet peeve would be the lack of can openers that can be operated by paws. I know when Jeff designed and built one of those we didn’t see his cat for days, but then we remembered to open the door to the basement and there she was, poor thing.

Tune in tomorrow when Jeff provides you with links to exciting videos of rodeo clowns and the love they share.