Summer Blast: Antichronologically

Summer blast was really great times. Realize that i loved it. These pictures are in reverse chronological order, but it really doesnt matter...so read on, comment on, and (art thou angels? nay, we are but men)ROCK ON!

Why are we all sitting on the lawn, apparently bored? Truth is, waiting is a pretty integral part of summer blast. Whether it be at Lambert's (home of throwed rolls), at the lake, for food in general, or for the interns to set up games, nothing satisfies me mroe than a nice long wait, usually interrupted by captain video or some other camera-bearing nag trying to create nonexistant photo ops. (haha that sounded really harsh, and only partially true...the captain video part is definitely true...can captains be female?)

The interns...so hot right now. Doug happens to be sporting the pose he displayed to all drivers passing the people mover (kind of like a short bus...shuttle...whatever) on the whoel trip. Usually kissing of the bicep accompanied the pose instead of that boyish grin. Great kids for the most part (mikey is single...the one in the cowboy hat...mmmhmmm...)

These are my boys who shared room 9 with me during camp. Composed entirely of seniors and graduates, out room was once again a sure sign that Leenerts (our youth pastor) uses no subtlety when stacking out his room. I mean seriously, he could have thrown in a junior or somehting, but certainly not an underclassman.

Those three teeshirts are reminding me of the mexican flag. That powerade matches Andrew's shirt. I like these three kids..a lot. College will be rough.

Andrew and i are trying to be happy whle jac and suz act hardcore. Thats the difference between the White Knights and Red Warriors (the two competing teams at Summer Blast...hopefully u can figure out who's on which team. Otherwise, i'll have to send Tommy back there with a tackhammer...well you know the rest): red warriors have fun, white knights win...choose wisely.

Don't yo want to join our youth group? I know i do. (dont worry, they're not really hardcore)

I don;t know what to say...my girlfriend rocks...too bad she's part fo the darkside. Alas, there is hope for us all.

LJ and I=Original Gangsta...thats really all there is to say

Waiting (surprise) at the laser tag/putt putt/batting cage place after Staci suffered an accident that sent her to the ER for a couple stitches i nthe ole bottom lip. If only you could zoom way in and see how ticked jac and jana really look in this...o my.

Go Cart time! Bumper cars cause lots of back pain to lots of people. Thankfully, i am not included in that group

On the way down. we all got a little bored. Surely mikey and doug can't sleep through a sucker being stuck in their mouth, or to their lip. Oh how wrong we were. These studly kids slept on, awaking with the dry taste of watermelon jolly rancher and thick mucus lingering in their throats

EDIT: stole this from susanna's photobucket.

Nightgames rock/dressing up for them rocks. Nate, Suz, and i snagged these vampire teeth at the Track for a mere 10 tickets...what a deal. Good thing i rock at skeeball.