OK, I am done hanging my head.
So, the last post only made it to 5 PM or so. There was the group picture and following that was the swap meet. There are two lessons to take from the swap meet. Never haggle with Dposcorp or Lonewolf 15. I am pretty sure that they both grew up as orphans on the street haggling with strangers for food. Seriously. They will make sure that you buy and feel good about your purchase. Gleek spent some cash with Dposcorp, he is my runner up for street vendor experience. I think he may have actually gotten the better of Dposcorp on one deal... we won't know until the money changes hands.
I believe that Inkling found the lake during this time as I did not see him for some time.
I bent Damage's ear during much of the swap meet, I suspect that his right ear is just now recovering from my constant stream of babble. Even for all of that, I was still not able to show him http://www.westernsem.edu
Not that it would hold any interest, necessarily. If you are still looking for the second lesson of the swap meet, I am sorry. One lesson, two people...
In what some might call a lull in the action, I snuck up behind Damage and JBI. It was the tablet showdown! In one hand JBI has a Samsung tablet, and Damage is showing off Infinity Blade on the iPad2. I had to walk away when someone who was wearing too much cheap cologne came by. (Kidding buddy, you shall remain nameless!) I really do believe that the RDF has fully blanketed Scott. (OK, I am still just kidding. The Infinity Blade demonstration is too convincing. Gorgeous stuff.) Following a bit more lolly-gagging on the lawn, we picked up chairs, flamethrowers, Bratwurst and our (apparently fat #$$*s) selves to traipse down to the shore for the bonfire and sunset.
I was given the high-risk job of getting the flamethrower lit with seriously substandard matches. Not a fan of those matches. The first one lit, sorta, and then the fire fell off the end. The next one broke while I was trying to strike it, and finally on the third try, we got one that was successful. WHOOOSH! Let's start a fire! You almost should not be allowed to have this much fun. Everybody was laughing and having a great time just watching
the process. I believe you can hear it in the video Damage posted. The conspicuous consumption of calories had not yet run its course, so our honorary grill master took the tongs and proceeded to make dinner for us. Nearly everyone who spoke up said that they would have 2 Brats, so we opened all that Lonewolf 15 had supplied and told Damage not to overclock them too much. Never one to listen to reason, he had them shooting tasty geysers of flavor in about 7 minutes.
Nutritional needs met for the long winter ahead, we sat back and watched the sun slip silently into the sea.
Talk at this point had turned to the EeePCs sent to Uganda and the efforts that are necessary to get even modest successes in countries where the norm is so unlike it is where we live. I am not sure that anyone said it, but I think we all thought about just how lucky/blessed/fortunate we are to live in this time and in this place.
The moon's appearance was enhanced by the low fog that seemed to rise right out of the lake as the sun's rays were beginning to light the Chinese shores. Conversation drifted and ping-ponged between beer, eitje's ideas for Inkling, and other topics now lost to the fuzzy good feelings of the day. I think JBI and Mr Robot were discussing electrical properties of various components while JBI's son(?) was texting a maiden living across the lake's calm waters. Did I mention the s'mores? Mmmmm, tasty!FIREWORKS!!
To the South, we had an adventuresome soul who spent more on mortars than we spent on food. To the North, we had government sponsored fireworks of the most excellent kind. 18 miles away and we were still being concussed by the thunder of Coast Guard Festival fireworks. I think Damage secretly wanted to be in Grand Haven so he could actually see what was going on. The fire continued to burn and the moon slowly changed colors from a white, cheesy moon, to a ripe banana and finally a nice shade of ham before it too was extinguished by the ending of the day.
And so, sometime after midnight everyone had left the beach, cleaned up fish's yard, tried to get the sand out of their shoes, said their goodbyes and gotten into vehicles looking forward to next year's edition!THANK YOU TR AND DRFISH!Thanks also to AMD for generous prize contributions
I have nothing more to say about that.