Many Things Do Not Fly

"Do not be sad, many things do not fly: rocks, trees, sticks ... Spike."

For those of us who saw this 900 times when our sibs were growing up.

"Treestars!"

"Look out! Sharptooth!"

"Yup, yup, yup!"

Camp Snyder Quickie

Well, it's no secret that I don't love camping.

Actually I do like almost all of it except the whole sleeping in tents part. When I was young I could sleep literally anywhere, and on anything, including concrete. Of course it's a lot easier when you weigh less than 100 pounds and you're still growing.

Now that I'm old and busted, I can't stand sleeping on anything that is not a bed. That is, and not be stiff and sore to the point of uselessness afterward. For the amount of times I have fallen asleep on the couch after dinner, you'd think it was comfortable for me, but it's not -- part of it is that I know I'll wake up later because I'm not comfortable.

Anyway, Wynken had a camping trip to Camp Synder this weekend, so I was duty bound to go with the boy. The facilities are actually very impressive as you can see from the picture here. Everything a boy could love: a fort, a village, archery, pool, space port, pirate ship, dinosaur bone dig, a lake, firepits, rocks, sticks, and Spike -- whups, not Spike.

It also sports some permanent tents on raised platforms which I thought was really well done. Should be a blast for day camp. Wynken must have had a great time since he conked out cold when it was time for bed. Exhaustion is the true measure of a good time, eh?

Sunday Snippets--A Catholic Carnival #7

This week on Sunday Snippets, WBN presents:

They didn't teach me this in Sunday School.

• Mary went to art school
• Killing abortionists is OK in church
• Song of Songs is the Bible's centerfold
  

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Overheard In My House

This weekend Nod-girl said:

That's why you started out small: so you could grow up to be my handsome Daddy.

Aw. You get a gold star in my book!

Homebrew Plus 5 Weeks

Making beer is an ancient and time-honored art; beer provides sustenance for the fast and pleasure for the palette. Me and the Homebrews is a chronicle of a bunch of guys following in the footsteps of the great Abbey Monks and their brews. In their honor, we domestic monks chose a Belgian style Dubbel Ale; this potent brew weighs in at 8% ABV.

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Waiting, waiting, waiting. I'll never get out of Casablanca. That's all that's left to do really, is wait. We should have siphoned the beer off into the secondary fermentation carboy, but that's more aesthetic than not: how cloudy should the beer be? Still haven't gotten that CO2 cylinder or additional One Step cleanser for the keg. One more week minimum. Waiting.

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