After getting my ass kicked at both Scrabble and Boggle (i did manage to beat John at Boggle though), I decided, "why should the fun end?", and called a BBQ for 7pm. Realized right before the BBQ that I'd left the propane tank on since the last time I BBQ'd (when was that - music fest?) and all the gas had leaked out.
Luckily Dylan is a master at calling in favors, and a quick call to Heidi's proved useful in our impromptu dinner hopes.What is it with Aaron Burnie?
He really doesn't like cheese - accidentaly picked up cheese smokies instead of regular ones knowing that he didn't have time to get his own steak. Dylan and I tried to just not tell him there was cheese convinced he wouldn't notice, but he did. Got to give that guy credit - I personally disagree completely with his whole cheese stance, but he's got conviction. Well, on the cheese front anyway - he did let Freddie decorate his beard with daisies...When it started getting a little cold to be outside, we did what any sane person might do...
This time of year at the Pit is awesome - well, from here on out actually... No one seemed to notice that we were getting pleasantly hammered at the pony bar (auntie's back on the rye train), and we didn't really notice that no one was noticing...
The light in the Pit is some of the best light ever - there's a lot going on in there...
When you get people to hold still, and you hold the camera really still, and there's no flash - man. If my batteries hadn't run out, we probably would have taken selfies all night. Let's go winter....
Do you think we're still arguing about cheese? Oh no, I think I was trying to convince Burnie that what this town really needs is a doo-wop band...
