Well, the wife and I are about half way home from ye ole family reunion. Two day away from the book on tape set in the South that had such a profound effect on my wife seems to have abated most of the symptoms. The only embarrassment came when she went through the trash picking out all the corn cobs to save money on "store bought" toilet paper.
My nephew (host of the gathering) has an exceedingly ugly boxer. His wife was telling a story about the dog picking the hot coals right off the grill to get at the drippings. I asked if that what happened to his face and they were not amused....pet lovers are like that.
They set up a slip and slide for the kids. Kept it wet with a lawn sprinkler, then poured on bacon grease to reduce the friction even more. It was not set up on a well-manicured lawn, however, but on a sloping section of rough terrain. I established an over/under bet on the decibel level of the first broken bone.
We played poker until 2 am last night. It will take two days for an old man like me to get over that.
Afterwards, my great-nephew and his uncle bet money to see who could keep their hands in an iced down cooler the longest. I, fearing permanent damage, called it a tie at 20 minutes.
TRUE: One of the attendees was in road construction. He told us about a conference he attended whereby he learned that the bites to humans by rattlesnakes had skyrocketed in Florida due to the damnest reason I have ever heard.
It seems that the critters have stopped rattling. The scientists have discovered that due to the state being overrun with wild boar (that will kill and eat a rattlesnake) the snakes that rattled gave their position away and became a meal, while the non-rattlers survived and became the only ones to reproduce...thus passing along their non-rattle genes.
I found that fascinating.
Anyway, here's some pictures of our gathering, taken by the only person sober enough to hold the camera.
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