Between the Idea and The Reality, Between the Motion and the Act, Falls the Shadow

July 4th weekend brings me to where else?..... Good Ol Shiner Texas for the Half Moon Holidays festivities. Pretty status quo when it comes to 'hometown festivals.' Here's a bunch of random stuff, getting sloppy with cataloging this stuff, but hopefully my 'blog second wind' will come soon.

First there's Dave, my cousin who's 'Mr. BBQ.' This year he took the prize for 3rd place brisket, out of about 40 entries.

Then there's the college roommates / great buddies Marty and Ryan. We sat there on the bank of Boggy (sp?) Creek and watched the fireworks while Lee Greenwood says how proud he is to be American. I'm proud but one day I'm going to find that PA system unplug it and throw it in the creek. Playing Lee Greenwood every 4th of July is like that 'dude' on the wedding singer singing 'Do you Really Want to Hurt Me' over and over.

This contraption is what I believe is called a 'kegorator,' where there's a beer tap on the fridge itself, and a keg inside, and the beer is constantly fresh and ice cold. This is my nephew Timmy's doing. Notice the Japanese below the tap, courtesy of Yasu, it reads something like 'Timmy's Beer Factory.'

That's a horrible picture of yours truly, yea, it looks pretty gay.

Yasu has his one beer of the day, in the backwoods of Shiner.

It literally 'rained on the parade' today, ''play drum slap'' -- Everyone took shelter under the porch, but I braved the elements and watched the chicks do the parade wave up close and personal.

Finally how many times are we going to go to this shithole bar to realize its an unusual form of torture. Well there's shorty Ashley in the bottom left, me in the middle, and big Bob on the end, he's nice to have around, especially when rednecks start getting feisty.