Well, it was unplanned, unexpected and totally unimprovised…
I recieved a text from the Golden Knuckle on Thursday inviting KB and I to the Polar North for Erik and Megan’s going away party. We had known they were planning on leaving but, out of sight out of mind, because we really hadn’t thought too much about it. Upon arrival of said message, we realized this could very well be the last time we ever see these guys… So we jumped in the borrowed Honda Accord and headed north.
We arrived Saturday just before 7. Not too many people were at the party but the ones we had come to see were and we were assurred things were gonna get going, as they always do at Kevin and Simone’s house. And they did.
Through the dark, hazed memory of last night come the following images caught by my phone, which apparently I got really mad at when we were painting the “box” and threw on the ground, although I distinctly remember dropping it. KB will not let it go that I threw it. Anyways, this resulted in the phone exploding, battery, battery cover, phone and phone protective case all in different locations. I picked them up and put them back together and nothing was wrong. Damn, that’s a tough phone.
Below the fold are the images….
It was a good weekend. It was good to see friends. It was good to hear thunder. It will be good for it all to happen again, sometime, in the distant future…
Out.