Much ado About Nothing...

No fancy pictures, no big fanfare, nothing much new to see here... Lest I be compared to my brother-in-law, who was chastised for not updating his blog in like, YEARS, I'm making an obligatory post to let the unwashed masses in on my life's events over the last couple of ten days or so. Now, if you fit into this category, don't silently berate yourself, because you haven't missed out on anything important. No clandestine late-night drug offers, no big events in the life of brewer and beer grunt at Burnt Dog Brewery, nothing important at all. It's been one of those lulls of activity that happens that is often referred to as real life. What? You thought that since you had no life you could live vicariously through me? Sorry to disappoint, but I'm human too, and I too have moments of mediocracy. So, while I have a spare moment, I'll bring you up to speed. It's not like the last several weeks were so boring that nothing was worth writing about, so, if you were part of my last several weeks, don't feel slighted, I'm not dissing you, it's just that I haven't felt moved to put it in words and highlight it on my blog. Whew. If you are still with me, take a breath, and a paragraph break, and follow on...

OK, so I haven't just been sitting at home the last couple of weeks, I did go to Atlanta to meet my afore-mentioned slackass brother-in-law at the site of his new domicile in Atlanta 2 weekends ago. After watching the home inspector do his thing, and pointing out a few things I saw that may have been overlooked, we ventured on to Metro's abode. After all, why pass up an opportunity to get the Outdoor Adventure crew together when Tex (my slack brother-in-law's nickname) is in town? So, off to Metro's house we go. Metro called Razzle and Robert over, and with them in place, we all went out on the town. Suzy got an inside peek on exactly what goes on during an Outdoor Adventure weekend - mainly copious amounts of drinking and eating... We ate dinner, some weaker (smarter?) members went back to Metro's house, while the rest of us went out to a local watering hole... Not much water, and a WHOLE lot of smoke - yuck. More was done on this trip, but I am getting tired of typing and not done with this story, so on to the next chapter...

This past weekend, we ventured to the land of NASCAR - Daytona Beach. Suzy's parents live there, and it was close to her Mom's birthday, and the only weekend in the upcoming month that we had free, so we loaded up the BMW and headed South for a long overdue visit. We had a great time, although we seemed to drag nasty, rainy, cold weather with us. The weekend was over way too fast, as they always are, and we soon found ourselves headed North on I-95 coming back home. Thanks to Ashley for watching the hounds for us and taking such good care of them that we never once worried about them while gone - this weekend or the last. Or any weekend that she is watching them for that matter. She is a godsend, allowing Suzy and I a chance to actually go out of town together without having to take the dogs with us, or drawing straws to see who will stay home and (gladly) take care of our crazy pack of hounds.

What? You are still here? I haven't bored you to tears? Well that's all - roll the credits, and vacate your seats, the show is over. Come back another time, hopefully real soon, for another installment of the life of me. Be sure to tip your server on the way out, as we only pay them a paltry sum... Ciao!