Squirt guns don't soak people; people soak people.

One of the really fun annual hash run events is the Super Soaker trail. Everyone is instructed to bring a water gun and it is fun to see the array of water weaponry that shows up. This year the trail and on-after party was at Dab's house north of Tampa. Trail was a nice mix of terrain and there were several stops with water to allow reloading of ammo as well as stashes of water balloons for impromptu ambush attacks.

If a man is talking in the woods and no woman hears him, is he still wrong?

For the weekend Kristen and I headed to the FL/GA border for a campout with the hashers. This was a new site, but it seemed to be a lot further than I thought and took quite a bit of traveling. We took up the daiquiri machine for its first realy workout and it was quite the hit! The campground was lacking a bit, especially hookups for the kitchen area, but we made do and had a good time seeing some old friends and generally just having a good time.

On the batting end of a no-hitter.

After attending a friend's birthday dinner at Wild Wings (my favorite place ever to eat from Charleston that now has a location in Tampa), we headed to another bar to listen to Stormbringer, one of Kristen's favorite cover bands that she has followed for years. As I haven't been in a long while, we headed to Hollywood Studios (formerly MGM Studios) Saturday at Disney last weekend to putz around. Even though it was a Saturday, there really were not too many lines. The stunt car show, which I have never seen, wasn't operating, however we were able to take in many of the other activities such as the Indy stunt show, Rock 'n' Roller Coaster, and a few rides on the Tower of Terror; so overall a typical park day. I finally sent in my broken camera lens this week, so hopefully I'll get it back sometime in the near future. I'd really like to play with HDR photography as well as Photosynth and make some photo point clouds of places such as a theme park in the near future. Kristen has been deal with a lot of stress as she gets overloaded with work projects, so tonight I took her out to dinner at the Jerk Hut and the local fun park to do some racing and batting to slam out some tension. We took in a few laps of the go kart and about a hundred pitchs in the cage and felt much better.

Life in the fast lane

Here it comes!

There it goes!

What this explosion needs, is a little more cowbell.