Cabin Post #37
We have returned from our remorse-filled cabin adventures. The line of the weekend went to Todd, as he sat with Adam and I on the dock on a beautiful day: “Things are just different up here. In the city, the thoughts I’m having would be sinful, but here at the cabin, they’re just one man and a smaller, defenseless man.”
Today and tomorrow I will regale you with photographs and whimsical tales of mischief. Enjoy them, dammit.
We found this note upon our arrival at the cabin, alongside an empty case of Miller High Life. I think it speaks volumes on the caliber of my male cousins. Kevin suggested it’d be even funnier if we took the $20 and replaced it with a $1 bill.
This is the view from the cliff that overlooks the lake. Some people find this sort of thing beautiful, but I don’t. I think it is dumb.
Here my wife and I pose lovingly amidst brown things. Then we probably argued about something.
In this picture, a number of attendees played a strategy game in which one attempts to become a money-hoarding railroad baron like the plutocrat bastard Cornelius Vanderbilt. Ted won, obviously, because in place of a heart, his chest contains a single charcoal briquette.
This is a book that was found on the dusty bookshelf, hidden among old Louis L’Amour novels and The Flowering. On its face, it seemed to be just another unremarkable sub-novel with dog-eared pages and your typical rat tooth marks along the bottom. Once you turned the book over, however, the truth became evident.
If anybody has uttered a better description of Barbara Bush, I have yet to hear it.
More photos and filth tomorrow!
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August 13th, 2007 at 2:40 pm
See, I would’ve bet on Kevin to win that sort of strategy game.
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Way to go Ted! I guess Kevin can only win games where he gets to be the Republican piece. (just kidding Kevin
That book quote was hysterical. As for the beer note- for Miller High life I wouldn’t even have left a dollar. It’s not worth it.
August 13th, 2007 at 3:26 pm
Sarah, what beer would you have chosen, over the CHAMPAGNE of beers? if cabin life is not the high life, then i don’t know what is. (though i have never been to a cabin, and only know cabin life from Peter’s recaps)
and i think the book description could also describe Terri Clark.
August 13th, 2007 at 4:09 pm
Actually, I screwed everything up by trying to creating an elaborate, incoherent system based on bad information. I then spent the rest of the game playing catch up by trying to play catch up with a series of adhoc solutions.
Also, I was the blue piece.
August 13th, 2007 at 4:14 pm
the blue piece? way to be bipartisan!
August 14th, 2007 at 8:26 am
For a second there I read Jed’s note as “Dear Unknown Father.” That would have been so much better.
August 14th, 2007 at 8:49 am
Scott, I wouldn’t know about the champagne of beers, but for cabin parties I think you need a little Bud Ice or Pabst.
August 14th, 2007 at 9:43 am
Now I really regret being home sick. Seriously though, I really feel guilty of depriving you guys the fun of tying rocks to my ankles and dropping me in the middle of the lake (oh, how I miss the halcyon days of my family reunions).