I came into this post with a bucketful of excuse on why there have been no posts as of late, but when I started writing this I thought, hey wait a minute, how do I even know that there are any Loyal Readers of this blog, and I have no interest in explaining myself to The Internet, so the only reason I will supply is that July is the busiest month of the entire year in The Lives of the Beckleys, and I have been spending what free time I have playing with my dog and reading a book of Flannery O'Conner's letters. And writing run-on sentences. But now, with a few minutes time on my hands, check this out (please say that last phrase in a fake Russian accent).
One of the dinners we make is a Kabob Dinner Deluxe, and here is half the pile of food I cut up for it You will also notice in this picture the small size of our kitchen- what you are seeing is 1/2 the total space in there:
Taylor and some other Construction Fools went out to Bear Camp to build some more tent platforms, and spotted this bear from a close distance. Then his camera died, which is why there aren't any photos proving his boat trip out to an island 3 miles off shore in the middle of the night with a drunk captain and a sinking boat, or how he had to jump start the camp's truck using his body as the conductor, which threw 250 volts of electricity through his body over 20 times, and made it so his hand was involuntarily clenched tight for several hours, or how the truck didn't have a tow hitch and so he traded off holding the hitch of a trailer full of drums of water as they drove down a beach, him sitting in the back of Said Cursed Truck while Said Cursed Trailer bounced around on the rocks and almost pulled him off. So, because none of that was documented, here is a very Calm and Pretty picture of a bear, taken right before that bear tried to break into the kitchen and eat the goodies being cooked in it:
One of the dinners we make is a Kabob Dinner Deluxe, and here is half the pile of food I cut up for it You will also notice in this picture the small size of our kitchen- what you are seeing is 1/2 the total space in there:
Taylor and some other Construction Fools went out to Bear Camp to build some more tent platforms, and spotted this bear from a close distance. Then his camera died, which is why there aren't any photos proving his boat trip out to an island 3 miles off shore in the middle of the night with a drunk captain and a sinking boat, or how he had to jump start the camp's truck using his body as the conductor, which threw 250 volts of electricity through his body over 20 times, and made it so his hand was involuntarily clenched tight for several hours, or how the truck didn't have a tow hitch and so he traded off holding the hitch of a trailer full of drums of water as they drove down a beach, him sitting in the back of Said Cursed Truck while Said Cursed Trailer bounced around on the rocks and almost pulled him off. So, because none of that was documented, here is a very Calm and Pretty picture of a bear, taken right before that bear tried to break into the kitchen and eat the goodies being cooked in it:
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That sounds crazy. Did he drop a door on his head too? Hope all is well. I have been wondering if you are having a great summer.
Marla and i are moving in August so i have to fly in for that. You guys will come visit after that. OK?
Drew
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