Gut Rumbles

June 26, 2005

the party

Everything worked out well at the Catfish Manor yesterday. I met another blogger for the first time, and we had enough calm between storms to shoot up a bunch of ammo out on the backyard range.

Brian, who is Dana's Significant Other, gave everybody a marksmanship lesson. That sumbitch is GOOD, with rifle or pistol. After I watched him fire six .30-30 rounds almost all through the same hole in a target, I was suitably impressed. I could cover MY spread with my hand. I could cover HIS with a 50-cent piece.

That's good shooting. But he OUGHT to be good, because he once was a marksmanship instructor in the Marines. Plus, he's younger and has steadier hands than I do.

The Low County Boil (or "Frogmore Stew") was exquiste. We ate outside on picnic tables, and the shrimp came fresh off the docks the day before. I pigged out like a sloppin' hog. I ate until my belly was distended, and then I ate some more. I had TWO beautiful wimmen peeling shrimp for me, like I was a Roman Emperor. Sometimes, it's GOOD to be king.

Even Catfish said, "Goddam, bow-legs! I haven't seen you eat like that in years!" I burped, farted and said, "Gimme some more shrimp and another piece of that corn on the cob."

After that, I made the mistake of taking a brief power nap in the Catfish massage chair. I gotta get me one of those. Turn it on and Magic Fingers start kneading you like a lump of bread dough. The sensation is heavenly.

But I had a few jokesters hanging around at the time, and I believe that some compromising pictures were taken after my "friends" decorated me while I was asleep. I won't describe the pictures, because I suspect that they will appear shortly on certain blogs. You can check them for yourself.

Don't ask me about the carrot.

I ended up spending the night--- NOT because I was drunk, but because I was having too good a time to pull out and leave after dark. A somewhat subdued velociman attended, as did Recondo 32 and his lovely wife, Georgia. A good time was had by all.

We gotta do this again sometime soon.


... sounds like a great time...

Posted by: Eric on June 26, 2005 12:57 PM

The pantheon of greatness has returned..(glad you had a good time) and I anxiously await the photographic evidence of such. I take it these pictures wont be suitable to be used for your Christmas card this

Posted by: Ruth on June 26, 2005 01:10 PM

The subdued Velociman was suffering aftershocks from 4 days of Anus Vesuvius. I was afeered alcohol would serve as CATalyst for another eruption.

Posted by: Velociman on June 26, 2005 02:42 PM

Looking forward to wrastling for that carrot ;)

Posted by: livey on June 26, 2005 04:46 PM

Can't wait to see the blackmail, er I mean party photos.....!

Posted by: Maeve on June 26, 2005 04:48 PM

I'm still eating shrimp and drinking beer, Dana and the marksman just left a few mintues ago. Brian could make me look bad. He is a very good shot. I think everyone had plenty to eat and drink and all went home happy. The only thing bad, it rained like shit all morning, the water in my pond was two feet too high to catch any fish. Other that that, it was wonderful

Posted by: catfish on June 26, 2005 07:23 PM
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