so, ok......we finally went camping at easton. it was alot more rugged than i had previously thought. in retrospect it was all so surreal. we bought the tent (which came with 2 sleeping bags, a propane stove, 2 chairs, a small cooler, and a flashlight) for around 100 dollars. not a bad deal, and then a sling shot with huge pellets and a lantern and propane. we set up camp and i got hungry so i tried to open up some canned spinach with a machette. didn't work, i had green stuff all over me. but i had some soup that had a pull tab so i heated it up on our stove and ate it instead. we went on one hike from our camping spot located in the woods slightly east of stelzer road to easton mall. tyler was scaring little kids with a babydoll stuffed in his back pack. people were looking at franz funny because he was wearing a camoflauge poncho. i just look weird to begin with. we ate at chipotle on this hike. we then crossed morse road and bought 40's at the gas station and headed back to camp. we drank and went on another hike to easton mall at night. this time we had walking sticks and the lantern with us. security was onto us almost from the beginning. we stopped by Ruehl and Abercrombie to talk to people. It really wasn't that exciting at that point. crossed morse road one more time to buy 40's. we made it back to camp and drank more and talked about politics, life and death, and came to the conclusion that nothing is actually something. friends joined us later and one ended up staying the night, although i think she didn't sleep. it was her first time camping. anyways at some point in the early morning i went to sleep. i wake up to people yelling at me and the tent is being slashed to pieces with the machette. we packed it all up, hiked back to wal mart and got our money back. it was a good day.
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Your shennanigans remind me of another blog I used to read (a long long time ago, when blogs were called online diaries), about a cacophony club. (click here if you don't know what that is)
I wish I had the balls to participate in your social anarchy, but I get weirded out when people stare at me. Unless I'm drunk.
But it sounds like you had a friggin blast.
Hey, to the post above mine; I think I was referred to your company when I asked around about an SG photographer! You might hear from me....
I may have just quit my job, but I have been really busy with a whole mess of junk. Maybe you should have tried to call me?