The Kackistocrat's Handbook for the Recently Deceased.

My childhood was typical--summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we’d make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds; pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of 14 a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles . There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it’s breathtaking…I suggest you try it -- Dr. Evil

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Friday, February 11, 2005

4 Months Till SloshBall

As June draws ever closer my anticipation for this year's Sloshball Weekend (June 17th - 19th) grows stronger by the minute. The more that I'm so far from home, more that I miss it. Every year the time between June and June seems to get longer and longer and longer. I miss all of my northern friends and Oregon nature more than I can ever say. Honestly, I am contemplating the idea of coming back after I'm done at SF State just to be closer to everyone - including myself.

It's so easy to get lost in the shuffle in the Bay Area. Don't get me wrong, I love it - But I have to drive for a hour or two just to see some decent wild life or get away from civilization... In all honesty, It would probably be a 3 hour drive to truly get away from people.

However, I digress. The true motivation of this post lies in my excitement of this year's festivities. This will be the 8th year of this illustrious event and it's only getting better as time has passed. Sure, the recovery time has grown over the years, but the excitement has yet to dwindle. And to think, this all started will 10 people in a dirt field with nothing better to do; now look at what it has become! We have people coming from as far as North Dakota, The Canadian Border, and Southern California to meet in a remote field outside of Philomath Oregon. I have begun to describe the experience as spiritual and I think people who haven't been there are beginning to think it's some kind of cult -- Maybe it is, who knows! All I know are these three things:

I can't wait to get out of California for a week and come back to my natural setting in Oregon.

I can't wait to sit around a campfire, drinking beer, playing music, and reminiscing with the people whose relationships I hold so dear.

And Lastly...

I can't wait to kick Holley's ass again this year!!!

Hope to see ya'll soon,
-Mike

1 Comments:

Blogger Altophish said...

Oh yeah, baby! I just can't wait. This is gonna be another good year!
In addition to the Sloshball, I'm gonna have at least 3 baskets to set up out there. It should be a kick in the pants!
See you all there.

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