July 18, 2005 @ 11:52 am by sean
My Mac just froze up. Good job Mac.
Cough cough cough cough cough. The same cough from a few months ago is back, this time it’s out for blood. Imagine coughing to clear your throat, but it never actually clears.
I got out of work quite early Friday, which was pretty neat because Alyson and I drove up to Manton Michigan to go camping with lots of family and friends. The ride was hot with no A/C, and loud with the windows down, but I had a great traveling partner, so I minded not. It was a good opportunity to talk. Having not slept much the night prior, and have left work early, I skipped dinner. I started feeling the consequences 2 hours and some later. So we pulled into a rest stop to rest and eat. Then, quite unexpectedly, the Bojanic’s parked right next to us! It was quite a nice suprise. Their car was typically full, so we took Ian and Katie on board, and then caravaned the rest of the way. Our anticipated arrival was 1-2 am, so we suprised everyone by showing up a few hours early. We went around and greeted and conversed. We ended up by the big fire, but most turned in early. Alyson and I stayed up a little later, but eventually found staying awake too difficult. So we went to bed. That’s not the same as went to sleep. I snuggled between Eric and Nathan in a two man tent, and then coughed. Eric had ear plugs and Nathan sleeps through anything, but my own coughing and desire to not wake anyone else motivated me to my car to retire for what was left of the night. And there I coughed myself to sleep. My eyes were closed at least.
Woke up Saturday for breakfast eating and lunch packing, and then a 15 minute bus ride. Where the bus stopped, we transfered into canoes and kayaks to back track to the campground. And ohhh how nice it was. Those of us on the river produced the only man made sounds. Just nature. Only near the end could one hear traffic. There was thunder most of the trip, but God was kind and only gave us a little rain. Some of the man made sounds were produced by drunk, rowdy young adults floating on tubes. While passing them, two girls did keg stands while floating down the river. To each his own. Fortunately their presence wasn’t long. Alyson again proved herself a good traveling partner as we stayed near eachother in our kayaks. It was a fairly usual trip with usual stops and usual people, but usual is quite spectacularily quaint.
18 miles and quite a few hours later, we arrived back at the camp site for swimming and floating down the river. Such a pleasure should be known to all men, just on a different river as to not over-crowd any. There are plenty of rivers.
That evening was frisbee, Calvin and Hobbes, hamburgers and brats, vollyball, bon fires, ‘psychiatrist’ and other general campsite lazyness. With my body obviously built with vollyball domination in mind, we certainly did that. We came back down 1-13 and won. My awesome spiking skills were definitely key. It was a good evening to be alive and part of at that campground. We all eventually retired to our tents, and car. I again slept little.
Sunday woke up to pancakes and a pretty face. More laziness, and floating down the river. Then we got on inner tubes and floated some more, for about 2 hours or so. This far less involved even then our kayak/canoeing the previous day. Some effort was necessary to avoid trees and other obstacles, but the majority was just being taken by the current. One stop was necessary for a clay fight though. It’s good for your skin. When we got to the end and the bus picked us up, a little mouse was on the bus window, and he jumped! Crazy mouse. He bounced off an inner tube on his way down, I think that helped. Poor scared little guy. We got back to the campground, and floated down to the landing from our site again. We bathed a little, watched the dogs catch a tennis ball, looked at the rocks, napped on the dock, woke up from the nap with splashes of cold water provided by Ian, talked, tossed stones, watched the kids play, had a great sittin’ by the river on a hot nothin’ to do Sunday. Had some hot dogs. Said good byes, then headed home.
Stopped in Cadillac to get some cough medicine. Then found a coffee shop and got drinks and shared a large cookie. It was pretty cute. Then we drove some more and stopped for gas. Then we drove some more and stopped at a much needed rest stop for bathroom use. Then stopped again for drinks. Then we didn’t stop for quite a while. We played some games, talked some more. We stopped at my house to get some clothes so I could stay at Ben and Lisa’s so I wouldn’t have to drive all the way back home. But then I forgot to pack lunches, so I have to spend money on lunch today and tomorrow. Hopefully I can have left-overs tomorrow from tonight. Again, I didn’t sleep much. Kept waking up coughing. Hopefully Ben and Lisa coudn’t hear it. Got up this morning very tired. Came to work for the early shift. Haven’t done much. Almost fell asleep. 50 minutes passed my time for my next dose, but I need to eat first. And David still hasn’t left for Bellacino’s.
To all the guys in the world – I understand some don’t find the divider between urinals to be enough privacy, and the splash back that accompanies many of today’s urinals to be unacceptable, but if you are going to use a stall, please, put the seat up. I know you’re a man and have the best aim in the world, but you don’t. And it’s pretty gross for the rest of us that intend to sit there. So if you aren’t man enough to stand at a urinal, be man enough to put the seat up.