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Since I didn’t get around to it yesterday…

Damn that is sexy. Dibs.

GPOYW - Colorado Edition

Trip to CO with some friends. I think this was in Buena Vista, which reminded me of The Hills Have Eyes with a bunch of hippies (at least at the RV campground we stayed at). We had been white water rafting all day, and although my face looks pretty red in this picture, I surprisingly didn’t get burned - guess the sun block did its job. I wish there were actually places in Memphis to do rafting and mountain biking, but unfortunately Memphis sucks and you pretty much have to go to AR or east TN to do anything fun. Oh well, maybe I’ll get to go to Spring River or some place before it gets cold again.

Oh, and the S’mores we made here were delicious. I hadn’t had one in YEARS. :)

Every Christmas, despite the youngest grandkid being 21, my grandmother continues to give us the most useless gifts imagineable.  At this point, we can name all of the items that we receive without unwrapping them.  Sometimes she throws in something we don’t expect, but majority of the time the gifts are as follows.

• Lifesaver book (I don’t even like Lifesavers)
• Random office supply - last year was a stuffed cow screen cleaner)
• Bubble gum - normally Bazooka Joe, but got Double Bubble last year
• Playing cards - last 2 years have been in the shape of a christmas tree or a tootsie roll, and neither are symmetrical so you can’t shuffle them right.
• CD holder for car - we all have iPods
• Random multifunctional tool - last year was a set of plyers with a screwdriver or something on it
• Money - which is what we’d rather have than all the useless crap listed above
• Oversized shirt that none of us would ever wear

I’m sure there’s something else I’m missing, but those are the gifts that are always repeated.  My normal routine is to take the bag of items and throw them in my extra closet as soon as I get home and never look at them again.  Well I was in said closet this weekend looking for something and I ran across a red piece of rolled up cloth (didn’t look like a shirt at the time).  Curiosity got the best of me, so I pulled it out of the bag and holy shit.  Now, I know my grandmother doesn’t put any thought into the shirts she buys and more than likely just saw a rolled up shirt on some clearance rack and decided to buy a bunch of them for everyone, but words can’t even describe how fucking gay this thing is.  IF she did indeed look at the shirt before she bought it, I have no idea in hell why she would ever think this was a good gift…it’s flaming.  I’m really tempted to wear it over to her house and when she makes a comment about how ugly it is, I can tell her it was included in the useless bag of shit she gives us and to spare me the gayness next time by just giving everyone money.  Anyway, here’s a picture of the shirt….I think it gets bonus points for being sleeveless.

I love Beetlejuice…  Michael Keaton was the shit as Batman also!