Went to the Okeefenokee Swamp yesterday with a pair of friends. Ended up getting severely sunburned and getting massively dehydrated by last night with a seriously bad case of sun poisoining. So today, instead of being at work, I'm here, at my apartment, wrapped in a blanket because I haven't been able to regulate my own body temperature for the last 17 hours. I'm starting to wonder if maybe I picked up West Nile Virus, which would just be totally funny, seeing as how I joke about that all the time.
I was really stoked that they had a great time though. Being raised a wood-booger, it's always cool when folks who ordinarily wouldn't be caught dead more than ten minutes from an air-conditioned living room or cofeehouse can head out to a place like that and realize what an awesome joint it really is.
Funny story from the swamp:
Solid ground is a rarity in the Okeefenokee. About five miles from where the road meets the water on the East end of the swamp, there's a really tiny island called Coffee Bay Shelter. As long as I've been going there, there's been a one-eyed alligator who lives there. I call him Henry, but the Biologists call him one eyed Jack. He's easily one of the biggest alligators out there, ten feet in length at a minimum. Three members of the stupid family came along in a boat while we were there and tried to pull into the shelter while Henry was blocking their way. Mama Stupid was in the front of the boat and was yelling at Papa Stupid to watch out, screaming "Carl, goddamnit, back it up! Yer gonna hit him!" Carl responded by saying "I need to get out and stretch my legs." Henry, at this point, came almost completely out of the water, started whacking the side of their boat with his tail a couple times, presumably as a warning, and was hissing in a way that became slightly unnerving for all involved to say the least. His whole body was pressed up against their little ass boat, and finally I think I told the Stupid Family, "I think you better go right now or this might get ugly."
At that point, and only at that point, did Carl listen to reason and he pushed off. Only, being patriarch of the Stupid Family, he pushed off DIRECTLY INTO the biggest alligator in the entire fucking swamp. And he got pissed. Carl gunned his little rinky dink outboard motor and got away but the gator was hissing the whole time they were going away. Joe and Seana and I spent some time talking about/to him, he dropped his body back down underwater and then spent the rest of our time there looking at us, hoping we'd give him something to eat. I like Henry. He has a game plan. He hangs out at the Shelter, waiting for people to feed him... people like the Stupid Family, who if they had a bucket of Fried Chicken certainly would have done so. It's bad when people do that, because he's obviously lost most fear of humans already, but I don't fault the guy at all, and think it's quite logical on his part. He owns that Shelter. If you want to get out and stretch your legs/piss/whatever, you need to ask Henry first.
I was really stoked that they had a great time though. Being raised a wood-booger, it's always cool when folks who ordinarily wouldn't be caught dead more than ten minutes from an air-conditioned living room or cofeehouse can head out to a place like that and realize what an awesome joint it really is.
Funny story from the swamp:
Solid ground is a rarity in the Okeefenokee. About five miles from where the road meets the water on the East end of the swamp, there's a really tiny island called Coffee Bay Shelter. As long as I've been going there, there's been a one-eyed alligator who lives there. I call him Henry, but the Biologists call him one eyed Jack. He's easily one of the biggest alligators out there, ten feet in length at a minimum. Three members of the stupid family came along in a boat while we were there and tried to pull into the shelter while Henry was blocking their way. Mama Stupid was in the front of the boat and was yelling at Papa Stupid to watch out, screaming "Carl, goddamnit, back it up! Yer gonna hit him!" Carl responded by saying "I need to get out and stretch my legs." Henry, at this point, came almost completely out of the water, started whacking the side of their boat with his tail a couple times, presumably as a warning, and was hissing in a way that became slightly unnerving for all involved to say the least. His whole body was pressed up against their little ass boat, and finally I think I told the Stupid Family, "I think you better go right now or this might get ugly."
At that point, and only at that point, did Carl listen to reason and he pushed off. Only, being patriarch of the Stupid Family, he pushed off DIRECTLY INTO the biggest alligator in the entire fucking swamp. And he got pissed. Carl gunned his little rinky dink outboard motor and got away but the gator was hissing the whole time they were going away. Joe and Seana and I spent some time talking about/to him, he dropped his body back down underwater and then spent the rest of our time there looking at us, hoping we'd give him something to eat. I like Henry. He has a game plan. He hangs out at the Shelter, waiting for people to feed him... people like the Stupid Family, who if they had a bucket of Fried Chicken certainly would have done so. It's bad when people do that, because he's obviously lost most fear of humans already, but I don't fault the guy at all, and think it's quite logical on his part. He owns that Shelter. If you want to get out and stretch your legs/piss/whatever, you need to ask Henry first.
morgan:
the problem with creepy IMs is that the persons screenname isn't always their name on SG. So if I can't find their SG name I might not be able to get them booted. But if I DO find their SG name I always complain about them to staff.