Buddy the leg breaker...

Buddy the leg breaker showed up at my place at 7:30 and rolled out with me. We set a nice tempo, and passed a few groups that got out before us. The conditions were pure swamp ass, hot and humid enough to make you wonder whether it would be more beneficial to have gills or lungs. After about 20 miles my amphibious nature was no longer in question, as time became short, Buddy kindly agreed to pull up just a little early to allow me to get home on time. Thanks Buddy.

Following the poker run, I headed to my SIL and my nephew’s 3rd birthday party. These are always fun especially because I’m the uncle that teaches your kid the things you really don’t want them to know. Today Jake got a bunch of water guns; everyone’s parent’s said no water guns in the house. But the kids, they knew, and quickly took them to Diane and I. Jake would look up at us with his big blue eyes and say, Uncle Marc, Aunt Di, will you give me some water. And we’d reply with a big smile, “you know we will!” Before you knew it there was a full blown indoor water gun war breaking out. That was pretty fun.

Unfortunately time was tight and we had to run before I could teach Jake to shoot people in the crotch so it looks like they peed themselves. I’ll save that for next time.