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the weird family camping trip
Posted Jul 8, 2003
Every year, my five brothers and four sisters and I make plans to go to our favorite annual camping spot at Bass Lake, Ca in the Sierra National Forest. Every year, they tell me how much they REALLY want to go.
This year, I drove up on Friday morning with my cousin's daughter and her two friends and picked out the camp sites. My mom and her mom were two hours behind. We went swimming as it was the hottest day of the year. When we were done, we went up to camp to help my mom, brother, nephew, and my mom's cousin and her granddaughter unpack and set up camp. We have three campsites, good for 6 people per campsite and two cars per site. We have four cars and 10 people so far.
At dinner time, my sister and friend arrive in their car with my other sister and her car. We're now up to six cars and 13 people. Soon after that my husband arrives, he had to work and couldn't come until then. 7 cars and 14 people. My mom is concerned about parking. I spent all my available cash for my husband's parking pass. Everyone else is on their own. Soon after that, my sister's friend and her husband show up. They set up camp. We go to bed. We get no sleep, we are worried about a bear visit.
The next morning, we help my other sister set up her tent, she arrived very late. We go to the lake, swim, relax, take naps, hike, eat dinner, have a good time. Late that night, my brother and his girlfriend arrive and set up a tent. We now have 10 cars and 19 people in our camp.
On Sunday, some people drive up the mountain to swim in the river that feeds the lake. It's where my husband and I got married. Nice neighborhood. Later, one of my sisters leaves to go home, she has to work on Monday. My husband leaves for home, he has to work as well.
Subtract 2 cars and 2 people.
On Monday, I drive down the hill with my sister and my mom to go take showers and run some errands. While we are gone, my cousin's daughter and her 2 friends pack up and go home. Subtract 1 more car and 3 people.
On Tuesday, my mom, brother, nephew, cousin and granddaughter pack up and go home. As do sister's friend and husband. Subtract 3 cars and 6 people. More swimming and relaxing at the lake.
On Wednesday, my brother and his girlfriend pack up and go home. My other sister decided to tag team with them. Subtract 2 cars and 3 people. I'm beginning to feel really abandoned. More swimming and relaxing. That night, a bear comes through our camp and chows down on a grease can, knocks over an ice chest, grabs a package of tortillas, runs off when my sister and I flash our lights, and THEN my dogs wake up. Some protection they were. Two hours later, my brother drives up in his truck.
On Thursday, it's me, my daughter, my sister, her friend, and my brother. We get an offer for a boat ride, but it's going on evening and my sister and her friend decide to pack up and go home.Subtract 1 car and two people. Just as they are leaving, my husband drives up. Add 1 car and 1 person.
On Friday, the last day of camping, it's me, my husband, my daughter, and my brother. My brother leaves at noon - it's the Fourth of July, American Independence Day - and he wants to get back to L.A. to set off fireworks. All that's left is me, my husband, and baby girl. The guy who offered the boat ride took one look at husband and retracted his offer. No boat ride. And I picked up a cold germ in the lake. It's what I get for staying until the bitter end.
Next year, It WILL be different.
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the suicidal koi
Posted Jan 26, 2003
The koi came along with the free fish. It seemed to like the outdoor pond. One night I heard some weird noises coming from my garden outside, but I attributed them to the wild rain storm. The next morning, my dog tore apart the fish pond filters. In the process of yelling at him, I discovered the dead koi in the crack between the pond box and the wall. Something convinced the koi to jump out of the pond..
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hey, this is cool
Posted Dec 6, 2002
I am one person in several million on this planet. 99% of those people do not know me by name and don't care if I even exist. I am anonymous - a non-entity. Interesting. So I'm telling my stories to a completely uninterested audience. This is better than writing a paperback and having it end up in a yard sale.
So I set up the pond for the koi, even though they died two days after I bought the pond. So I built a lovely box for the pond form, filled it with dirt, put in a very cool filter, and started it up. And it ran for a few weeks with a very dejected Pleicostomus sitting on the bottom. And I cleaned out my fish tank.
The other morning, I had a dream that I needed to clean out about five fish tanks and save the fish, and the spirit of one of my dead koi appeared to me and said, "Save us!" And I said, "I can't, you're already dead." That morning, while walking my dogs down the street, on the lawn of an apartment that had a 'for rent' sign, were a couple of fish tanks, a patio table, and some potted plants. Inside the mostly empty fish tanks were some still alive fish! Just as I was wondering how to get them home, a guy drives up in a pickup and says, "Is that stuff for free?" I replied, "I hope so!" I helped him load the fish tanks, the patio table, and the plants into his truck and he drove down the street to my place. I immediately put the koi, the two goldfish, and the Shubunkin in my pond, and put the six tropical fish into a bucket into the sunshine to warm them up. The guy put the patio table and the plants in my yard, and kept the fish tanks (as I already have one). The six tropical fish are now in my tank and doing fine, as are the fish in the pond outside. Free fish! Merry Christmas!
I'm on the lookout for a desk for my garage for my woodworking workbench. And some bookshelves. My price - free.
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sometimes...
Posted Sep 14, 2002
when I 've seen yet another rerun, when I've reread the same book for the umpteenth time, I begin to yearn for something else. I don't drink alcohol or do drugs, but sometimes, after a tough day....I need a beer. I understand why people want to hide, to forget, to see something new and different instead of the same old schtuff. I've been taking a pain reliever with sleep aid so I can sleep better, and, thank god, my dreams are different now. I want to go places and see something new. I want to imprint different pictures in my brain so when I sleep at night I see color in my dreams instead of black and white. Lately, when people try to attack me in my dreams, I wave my hand and say, 'yeah, yeah. Big deal. Can't you do something different?" And when the storms come, I go into it and try to let the storm do it's worst. I'm tired of being afraid. I'm tired of being alone. I'm tired of everyone being so stupid. Doesn't it get any different? Do people ever grow up? Do they ever learn and stop being so stupid? Will they?
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This one time at band camp...
Posted Sep 9, 2002
We never did what the flute player did in the movie. Yuck! Who wants to do that? We did more fun things, like having shaving cream fights on the elevators and late-night raids on the freshmen. In band camp in college we were too exhausted to do anything stupid. Except make the freshmen run laps for our mistakes....
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