Unlike most of my cohorts at this lovely shindig, I did not bring any firearms with me. Mainly because I didn't own any. So I had no problems with declaring firearms at the airport, or dealing with TSA over it.
An uneventful flight, with me downing glasses of wine (free drinks thanks to flying first class, courtesy of OldNFO. Thanks, dude!) to keep myself calm. I am a very nervous flyer. Or flier. However it's spelled. Got on the ground, and oh my word, that airport is big. As soon as I powered my phone back on, I shot a text to FarmGirl, who was my ride to and from the place with the big metal birds. Made it down to baggage claim and started looking around for her, only to find her very scrawny self hidden over in a corner. About that time, my phone buzzed, letting me know I had a text message, telling me she was over in that corner. Imagine that!
Grabbed my duffel bag and hoofed it out to FarmGirl's car, and then we were off on the five hour drive to her town. (Note to self: Take LawDog up on his offer of a convoy. Fly into Amarillo and ride with him up to the next one. Way closer.) We got away from the airports, and I could see the Rockies lining one side of the town, and oh they were a sight to see. I wish I had been able to get to my camera, but it was in my bag and I couldn't reach it.
The drive was made in relative silence, with a few bits of small talk here and there, but to me, it wasn't a tense, awkward silence, so I was happy. I got an eyeful of the beautiful scenery as we drove, and all was well.
The sun had just set in a spectacular display of pinks, golds, reds, and purples over the horizon, with dark settling over the countryside as we pulled into FarmGirl's town. And what a tiny town it was! So homey, but I loved it. Everyone was delightfully friendly.
We pulled up outside of Mamaw's house and went in, leaving my stuff in the car. I'd be rooming with Christina this weekend, and she hadn't yet made it into town, so there was no need to pull my stuff out just yet. Inside we went, to get introduced to FarmGirl's family and get some food in our bellies.
We were greeted by AepilotJim and NFO, and many hugs were had, and then I was introduced to Mamaw and her companion, FarmMom, and FarmDad, who were excited to have more bloggers arrive. Thankfully, the boys had already finished the hard work of slicing brisket for dinner that night. The food was delicious: brisket, ham and beans, cornbread, and then cornbread with bacon and cheese in it! Oh, such a happy camper was I.
Shortly afterwards, Christina and Gay Cynic arrived, and more hugs were had all around. Christina and I were both on cloud nine with excitement oozing out of every pore. All these awesome bloggers that we both read every day, and we were getting to meet them, hang out with them, spend all weekend shooting guns with them. There was so much concentrated awesome in that house by the time the weekend was over, that it should have been illegal. It was that cool.
We were all sitting around eating and bullshitting, and FarmGirl asked her parents if anyone had heard from the Nerds and the rest of their contingent and no one had. About that time, two trucks pulled up, and up the driveway sauntered the coolest people on earth, ya'll.
Breda! Alan! Labrat and Stingray! ZOMG!
The party was in full swing now, because along with awesome companions, the Nerds brought atomic beer, brewed and bottled at the Nerd Ranch. I, being the loser that I am, did not drink any; I'm not one for the taste of any beer, apparently. I sampled, and I drank a grand total of one bottle all weekend.
We all settled down in a circle in the garage, eating, drinking, and being merry, though we did not die the next day. And then the geekery came out: all who had laptops or iPhones broke them out, and half of us there were in IRC talking to one another through text instead of voice in person.
Yeah. We're that bad.
The night wore on, and then it was time to boogie to our respective motels to check in for the night. Christina's car was packed nigh to overflowing, so I shoved my bag into the trunk and declared I would walk. It wasn't that far. Hell, I walk that same distance every day to get to class. I met her at the motel, and the unloading shuffle began. By the time we both crawled into bed, my stuff was piled in a neat little corner, whereas Christina's belongings had exploded over two-thirds of the room.
Everyone had agreed to meet for breakfast the next morning at a little steakhouse-cafe across the street, so alarms were set, and then we slept, dreaming of the unmeasurable amounts of fun that would be had in the coming days.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Excitement!
So, after a glorious day of flinging lead downrange, we were all headed back into town for dinner at FarmMom's. I was one happily exhausted Snarky, so I had immediately conked out in the back of AD's truck, with the big man himself driving (obviously), and Gay Cynic in the passenger seat.
It's dark, the truck is moving, I'm lulled to sleep, and all is well in my world.
"Oh FUCK!" *Swerve swerve CRUNCH* "Son of a bitch, where did it go?"
A lovely 8 pointer jumped across the road, and try as he might, poor AD was not able to completely avoid hitting it. It wasn't a complete disaster, the truck was not totaled, but it was going to need to be towed; the radiator reservoir was crunched, and it dumped it's fluid fast.
(click to embiggen)
That's the truck. Like I said, not too much damage. Here's the deer:
And, of course, the man who hit it. :D
The saddest part is the fact that, once we realized everybody was okay, nobody was hurt, the truck wasn't completely destroyed, and hey! Venison! We ended up throwing a nice party on the side of the highway, waiting for DOW and everybody else for official reasons.
The guy from the sheriff's department appeared right after we set up the head of the buck. Department of Wildlife said that they needed to keep the head of the buck, can't exactly remember why, so after removing it, we had some fun:
Yeah, he was a little weirded out by us. But by god, we had fun. We realized, thanks to FarmDad, that the damage was not extensive, and the Nerds had a powerful enough truck to tow Frankenhoopty somewhere to be worked on. Much fun was had.
Well, as much fun as was possible.
PS - Leave it to AD to hunt deer this way. We spend all day shooting guns, and he kills it with a truck. Silly boy.
It's dark, the truck is moving, I'm lulled to sleep, and all is well in my world.
"Oh FUCK!" *Swerve swerve CRUNCH* "Son of a bitch, where did it go?"
A lovely 8 pointer jumped across the road, and try as he might, poor AD was not able to completely avoid hitting it. It wasn't a complete disaster, the truck was not totaled, but it was going to need to be towed; the radiator reservoir was crunched, and it dumped it's fluid fast.
That's the truck. Like I said, not too much damage. Here's the deer:
And, of course, the man who hit it. :D
The saddest part is the fact that, once we realized everybody was okay, nobody was hurt, the truck wasn't completely destroyed, and hey! Venison! We ended up throwing a nice party on the side of the highway, waiting for DOW and everybody else for official reasons.
The guy from the sheriff's department appeared right after we set up the head of the buck. Department of Wildlife said that they needed to keep the head of the buck, can't exactly remember why, so after removing it, we had some fun:
Yeah, he was a little weirded out by us. But by god, we had fun. We realized, thanks to FarmDad, that the damage was not extensive, and the Nerds had a powerful enough truck to tow Frankenhoopty somewhere to be worked on. Much fun was had.
Well, as much fun as was possible.
PS - Leave it to AD to hunt deer this way. We spend all day shooting guns, and he kills it with a truck. Silly boy.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Scary
So, I promise, there's going to be a full report of the weekend... once I get home and can gather all my thoughts. My brain is so scattered right now it's not even funny.
But! There are two pictures I wanted to show you. Both of guns, and both belong to Stingray.
This is his Evil Black Rifle, and the fuzzy d20s are awesome. I want to play with THAT one.
And this....
That just scares me.
But! There are two pictures I wanted to show you. Both of guns, and both belong to Stingray.
This is his Evil Black Rifle, and the fuzzy d20s are awesome. I want to play with THAT one.
And this....
That just scares me.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
ZOMGZOMGZOMG
So, we made it to FG's. A lovely flight in first class, picked up by the lovely FarmGirl herself, and a nice relaxing drive til we got here. The Jims were already here, and we stuffed our faces and relaxed for a bit more.
Christina and Gay_Cynic arrived after a bit, and hugs were had all around. More food was consumed, more bullshit was had, and a good time was had.
Then these four people walked up, and my brain started leaking out of my ears. Breda! The Nerds! Alan!
ZOMG. Wow.
It's gonna be a good god damned weekend.
EDIT: Breda says she is excited about teaching me how to shoot! ZOMG!
Christina and Gay_Cynic arrived after a bit, and hugs were had all around. More food was consumed, more bullshit was had, and a good time was had.
Then these four people walked up, and my brain started leaking out of my ears. Breda! The Nerds! Alan!
ZOMG. Wow.
It's gonna be a good god damned weekend.
EDIT: Breda says she is excited about teaching me how to shoot! ZOMG!
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Bloggers in Colorado... Blogorado?
As I have mentioned in the past, I will be attending a blogmeet that has been dubbed "Blogorado" this weekend.
My flight leaves tomorrow at noon, so I have to leave Warrensburg around 8:30, of course. Don't you love restrictions in flying? Thank you, TSA! I feel *so* much safer!
(And if you couldn't tell that was sarcasm, get the fuck off my blog. Go! Now!)
Man, I can't wait to meet all these awesome folks.
With the lineup that is planning to attend, my head is going to explode as soon as I touch down just from the sheer fangirl-ness of being in their proximity.
A weekend full of good food, good drink, great company, and shooty goodness.
What more could a fledgling gunny-girl ask for?
Blogging over the weekend may be sporadic, but knowing me, it might not happen at all. Once I'm back on my own turf, I'll tell you all about it though. Promise.
I'll bring lots of pics, too!
((For those of you attending, if you don't want me to post your picture on my blog, just let me know. I would still appreciate having as many pics as I can, but if not, just say so.))
See you Monday night!
My flight leaves tomorrow at noon, so I have to leave Warrensburg around 8:30, of course. Don't you love restrictions in flying? Thank you, TSA! I feel *so* much safer!
(And if you couldn't tell that was sarcasm, get the fuck off my blog. Go! Now!)
Man, I can't wait to meet all these awesome folks.
With the lineup that is planning to attend, my head is going to explode as soon as I touch down just from the sheer fangirl-ness of being in their proximity.
A weekend full of good food, good drink, great company, and shooty goodness.
What more could a fledgling gunny-girl ask for?
Blogging over the weekend may be sporadic, but knowing me, it might not happen at all. Once I'm back on my own turf, I'll tell you all about it though. Promise.
I'll bring lots of pics, too!
((For those of you attending, if you don't want me to post your picture on my blog, just let me know. I would still appreciate having as many pics as I can, but if not, just say so.))
See you Monday night!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Owmyhead
I love my luck, man. I'm due to leave for Blogorado by plane on Thursday, and yesterday afternoon, what happens?
My head stuffs up and feels like my eyeballs are going to explode. Thank you, Sinus Gods!
Woke up this morning with no improvement. Gah. This is gonna suck.
Thankfully it's just my sinuses. If it were anything worse, I would have to (god forbid) cancel my trip to Blogorado, and miss out on meeting such cool people, and that would make me sad. And we don't like me sad, do we, kids? No, no we don't.
So, yeah. Need some Sudophed to clear this shit up quick. Hopefully they won't think I'm cooking up some meth in my bathroom and they'll leave me alone.
Gah.
My head stuffs up and feels like my eyeballs are going to explode. Thank you, Sinus Gods!
Woke up this morning with no improvement. Gah. This is gonna suck.
Thankfully it's just my sinuses. If it were anything worse, I would have to (god forbid) cancel my trip to Blogorado, and miss out on meeting such cool people, and that would make me sad. And we don't like me sad, do we, kids? No, no we don't.
So, yeah. Need some Sudophed to clear this shit up quick. Hopefully they won't think I'm cooking up some meth in my bathroom and they'll leave me alone.
Gah.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Song O Teh Week - Indestructible
This week's Song O Teh Week is "Indestructible", by Disturbed. A little bit newer, heavier, and angrier on the sound it is.
This song is being played in honor of my adopted big brother, Dragonslayer: Army soldier, young man, godfather to my son. I haven't seen him in a year and a half, because he has been doing his duty and fighting over in Iraq. Come December 14th, he'll be flying home for a month-long furlough, and I can't wait to see him and introduce him to his precious little red-haired godson.
This one's for you, Dragonslayer!
Indestructible - Disturbed
Another mission
The powers have called me away
Another time
To carry the colors again
My motivation
An oath I've sworn to defend
To win the honor
Of coming back home again
No explanation
Will matter after we begin
Another dark destroyer that's buried in me
My true vocation
And now my unfortunate friend
You will discover
A war you're unable to win
I'll have you know
That I've become...
Indestructible
Determination that is incorruptible
From the other side
A terror to behold
Annihilation will be unavoidable
Every broken enemy will know
That their opponent had to be invincible
Take a last look around while you're alive
I'm an indestructible master of war
Another reason
Another cause for me to fight
Another fuse uncovered
Now, for me to light
My dedication
To all that I've sworn to protect
I carry out my orders
With out a regret
A declaration
Embedded deep under my skin
A permanent reminder
Of how we began
No hesitation
When I am commanding the strike
You need to know
That you're in for the fight of your life
You will be shown
How I've become...
Indestructible
Determination that is incorruptible
From the other side
A terror to behold
Annihilation will be unavoidable
Every broken enemy will know
That their opponent had to be invincible
Take a last look around while you're alive
I'm an indestructible master of war
I'm...
Indestructible
Determination that is incorruptible
From the other side
A terror to behold
Annihilation will be unavoidable
Every broken enemy will know
That their opponent had to be invincible
Take a last look around while you're alive
I am indestructible (indestructible)
Indestructible
Determination that is incorruptible
From the other side
A terror to behold
Annihilation will be unavoidable
Every broken enemy will know
That their opponent had to be invincible
Take a last look around while you're alive
I'm an indestructible master of war
This song is being played in honor of my adopted big brother, Dragonslayer: Army soldier, young man, godfather to my son. I haven't seen him in a year and a half, because he has been doing his duty and fighting over in Iraq. Come December 14th, he'll be flying home for a month-long furlough, and I can't wait to see him and introduce him to his precious little red-haired godson.
This one's for you, Dragonslayer!
Indestructible - Disturbed
Another mission
The powers have called me away
Another time
To carry the colors again
My motivation
An oath I've sworn to defend
To win the honor
Of coming back home again
No explanation
Will matter after we begin
Another dark destroyer that's buried in me
My true vocation
And now my unfortunate friend
You will discover
A war you're unable to win
I'll have you know
That I've become...
Indestructible
Determination that is incorruptible
From the other side
A terror to behold
Annihilation will be unavoidable
Every broken enemy will know
That their opponent had to be invincible
Take a last look around while you're alive
I'm an indestructible master of war
Another reason
Another cause for me to fight
Another fuse uncovered
Now, for me to light
My dedication
To all that I've sworn to protect
I carry out my orders
With out a regret
A declaration
Embedded deep under my skin
A permanent reminder
Of how we began
No hesitation
When I am commanding the strike
You need to know
That you're in for the fight of your life
You will be shown
How I've become...
Indestructible
Determination that is incorruptible
From the other side
A terror to behold
Annihilation will be unavoidable
Every broken enemy will know
That their opponent had to be invincible
Take a last look around while you're alive
I'm an indestructible master of war
I'm...
Indestructible
Determination that is incorruptible
From the other side
A terror to behold
Annihilation will be unavoidable
Every broken enemy will know
That their opponent had to be invincible
Take a last look around while you're alive
I am indestructible (indestructible)
Indestructible
Determination that is incorruptible
From the other side
A terror to behold
Annihilation will be unavoidable
Every broken enemy will know
That their opponent had to be invincible
Take a last look around while you're alive
I'm an indestructible master of war
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Cute Kid Pic
This week's edition of the cute kid pic is from this past Sunday, when Daniel was over at his aunt's house for a few hours to play with his cousins and spend time with Gramma Gabby, and leave Mommy to get some cleaning and homework done. And, you know, a general rest. I've been bushed, man.
Aunt Sister gave him a banana, and oh my goodness, he went to town on it. Ate damn near the whole thing, and had a BALL.
Also, he has finally achieved the 'holding-the-bottle-on-my-own' thing. I'm so proud!
Aunt Sister gave him a banana, and oh my goodness, he went to town on it. Ate damn near the whole thing, and had a BALL.
Also, he has finally achieved the 'holding-the-bottle-on-my-own' thing. I'm so proud!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Hamthrax
Well it seems like every time I turn around, someone I know is coming down with the swine flu. The Redhead got it, Jay's son got it. I most certainly do NOT want to get it. I'm a pansy and don't handle being sick well.
Thank god for the University. They're giving out free H1N1 vaccines tomorrow on campus between 8 AM and noon. And I'mma get me one. Yay.
Thank god for the University. They're giving out free H1N1 vaccines tomorrow on campus between 8 AM and noon. And I'mma get me one. Yay.
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