i was supposed to title this something specific but of course i forgot what it was so here's a shout-out for remembering that much at least

Wowie.
It was a weekend.

Mesick was superfantastically delicious. And when I say delicious I mean I ate gooey, yummy brie with roasted red peppers and fresh herbs. I ate morel mushrooms that had been breaded and fried. I drank bloody beers (a suprisingly refreshing concoction of beer, tomato juice, hot sauce, salsa and ice. It was good. Really) and plain old PBRs which tend to taste even better when consumed around a fire. I learned that just because you're camping doesn't mean you can't bring goat cheese and fresh basil. I learned that hobo pies and/or pudgie pies can be made with anything. I learned that in the end, it all comes back to cheese. There were dogs and little girls and Hallmark pictures. So many conversations started with "Oh I heard this thing on NPR last week." Vice magazine was either hilariously funny, horrifically offensive, or just plain perplexing. There were Oprah-esque moments between the womenfolk. The acronym for gorp was agonized over (good old raisins and peanuts or granola oats raisins and peanuts, according to wikipedia). A guitar was played and some John Prine was sung. A ginormous storm came through on Saturday night whilst all slept and the magical fire was still going the next morning. Though items were sodden, spirits were not. We drove home on M-37 which runs through the Manistee Forest and I was so blissed out and happy and contented.

It was a weekend.

I returned home to a clean apartment and a happy-to-see-me cat. I spent Monday relaxing and drinking some beers with me neighbor in his swelteringly hot apartment. We were rescued from the heat and made a trek to the Sandbar to watch the Pistons game in air conditioning with Shadetree, Veldman, and the infamous Budde. The Pistons lost but I had a swell time hanging out with the guys despite 2 bouts of hiccups.

I'm looking forward to my upcoming vacation with the parental units. The cottage in Shelby is going to be divine. Less than 10 hours of work to go...