ye olde crapfest

we went camping/boating this weekend up in northern ohio (read: shittown, usa) with my dad and his wife and the wife's immediate family. we brought the camera, but of course, took no pictures. oh well. it was cloudy anyway. other than that, it was wicked fun, oh except that the water is GREEN. i mean, like watermelon kiwi surprise kool-aid green. here's an actual picture of actual people actually canoeing in grand lake st. mary's:



we were trying to guess all day long why it might be that color. "algae," was about the only thing anyone ever wanted to think it was, so imagine our shock when later that night around the campfire a local told us it was none other than "agricultural runoff" which i do believe is a nice set of words for "pig/cow/horse poop." so i took a shower. a long one, with lava soap. they say it's the cleanest it's been in over 20 years, and that the bacteria levels are all within "tolerable" range, so um... i guess it was fine. i guess.

anyway, it was nice hanging out with dad. he cracks me up. among the funny things he said/did this weekend:

• "we're at campsite 211. if you forget, just think of that tragic day in february."
• (to some redneck/gothy types who brough their effin' ferret out to the campground and walked it around on a stupid leash and kept it in a stupid playpen all weekend long)-- "i'm sorry, can i ask you... so were you guys just sitting around and thought 'well, you wanna take the ferret camping?'"
and last but not least...

• "hey everyone, let's go up to st. mary's and take the boats out on the lake! we can fish and innertube and waterski and hang out on the beach!" (once we all got up there and got out on the water, he was THE ONLY ONE who wouldn't go in, stating that he "swore when he was 10 years old never to set foot in that shit again," and he didn't intend to cave. nice one, dad, nice one.)

so, it was fun, regardless of the poo and the shit and the agricultural runoff... i stared at the fire until 2am on saturday and was just glad to be doing something besides housework. and i guess i also just really love fire.

so now it's back to the usual, and work is... well, it's here. i've been a busy sumbitch (if i were in fact a son, i would willingly call myself a son of a bitch, on account of my mom really and truly is a bitch), which makes the time fly i guess. i think they might be putting surveillance cameras in here, though they don't think i know that they might be doing that... but odds are, if they do, i'll end up being in charge of monitoring them anyway, so if i get any good footage of karla on her three-wheeled exercise contraption, i'll be sure to post them.