Movin' to the Rock

Long time no see. Things have been busy as always. First off, I should explain that I have been without the internet for a few weeks. I just made the big move from Conway to Little Rock. Guess that makes me city folk now. Obviously, I'm still having trouble blending in and looking civilized. I probably should start out by putting on a shirt and some shoes. We'll see.

Shortly after my last post was the St. Joe Bazaar. For those who are unfamiliar, it is a school carnival. We put up all kinds of booths to win ham, bacon, cheese, goldfish, hats, and my personal specialty: dishes, glassware, and rabbits. Our booth, the dimetoss, always dresses up with some sort of theme. This year was "Cowboys and Indians." Dressing up as a cowboy would have been too easy, so I scoured Hobby Lobby for anything I could call Indian. I found some cheap leather and beads and whipped together an outfit. My elm tree had to sacrifice a low limb for the bow, but it didn't seem to mind.

In the meantime, I've been training hardcore for the CATS Sprint Triathlon. It's coming up this weekend. 500 meter swim, 15 mile bike, 5k run. Winning time is usually under 1 hour. I'm hoping to just break 1.5 hours. Wish me luck.

P.S.

I've been told that the ghost was actually urinating on me. I was in the bathroom when I took that picture. I thought I was standing in front of the sink, but actually I was standing in front of the urinal. Also, there is a strange bit of lightness where his ghostly extract would be coming from. . .