More Port Aransas Pics

The annual wiffleball game, played in the empty lot next door. Me, c2, caleb, and the millses versus will, arod, and the cecils. The douches won.

At the beach on Sunday for some swimming and slow-play bocce ball. Me, cecil, caleb, and arod went back around midnight to catch some early Gustav.

At the Pelican Landing. I don't recommend it, but I still had a good time. It was the culmination of a series of botches perpetrated in the name of longhorn fever. Pure animal hunger eventually took over and we banked into a mosquito-infested fried seafood bath. Took a long time to get drinks. Food was pretty bleh.

Crapples to crapples

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Arod Rickrolling

At the Salty Dog Club, karaoke night

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Shrimps for shrimps

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Mario tennis

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From the balcony in port a

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What the Douches are Missing, Part 2

Day 2 of the 2007 SGS Reunion began in the late afternoon at a field near Caleb's house, where we all* met in the drizzle for some wiffleball. Team (Dirt) Shawn took an early lead but Team The General surged ahead in later innings. It got close again in the final innings but Team The General scored the win. Some highlights: Ted jumping and sliding through the muddy grass to (almost) catch the very first hit of the game, Caleb and Mack's collision, and one home run (I forget who hit it, someone remind me). Here's Caleb and Mack enjoying a more intentional collision:

Big strike - a beautiful pitch if I do say so myself:

After the game we retired to Caleb and Karas for some food and drink.

Eventually poker was joined. The game played a little late but in the end I went home with the winner.

* All of the truecore, anyways...

What the Douches Are Missing, Part 1

Will and the Cecils managed to grab a great spot in one of the parking garages off San Jacinto and myself, C2, and Mack all joined in the ensuing tailgate action.

From our seats we could watch all the pretty orange passersby with the capitol building in the background.

Before they headed to the game, Huckster Cecil even managed to give away his last ear of corn to a stranger. Butter, salt, and Cecil... who could resist?

Me and C2 finished the night out playing another round of disc golf. Me +9, C2 +13. So much for getting better... still, it's a damn fun game.