Thursday, September 12, 2013

On the Lake

Funny story.
Just after these were taken,
we realized that we couldn't see our houseboat anymore,
and were essentially lost on the lake,
with no phones,
no money,
hardly any gas,
and only one beer with which to barter.

And it was getting dark.

After a couple of laps around the lake,
a few rounds of spirited debate over just how fast a houseboat could possibly go,
and a half-hour stop-over at a random houseboat
wherein Brian consumed numerous fireball shots with our new-found friends
while the rest of us frantically dialed any phone number we could remember
on a borrowed cellphone
("taking one for the team," he claims),
we found our way home.

And promptly consumed approx. 20 lbs of ribs smothered in BBQ sauce
as consolation for the hour we spent thinking we might have to
sleep on a motor boat with no dinner,
and god forbid,
no beer.

Real Life:  Lake Shasta.


Shahrzad said...

omg, that's hilar! thanks by bringing more joy to my life my writing your blog posts!

Ashley said...

happy to bring you happiness :)