Whiz Bang!

What a weekend, yet again.  And yet again, Monday came too soon.  I've had quite a bit of caffeine to get me through, thankfully.

Friday night was an impromptu cookout and drinks with family and friends, and the weather was absolutely perfect for being outside in the evening.  We were also introduced to the greatest game in all of mankind: Whiz Bang. 

The game is played with several people sitting in a circle, around a campfire, table, whatever.  A person starts off the game by "whizzing" an imaginary ball to his left or right, (using a sweeping motion of the hand), and that person can either "whiz" it in the same direction, or "bang" it, using the opposite hand, which switches the direction, thus, having the prior person make a move (either a whiz or a bang).  It sounds incredibly stupid, but I can assure you that you'll be cracking up after only a few minutes.  Specifically if you're drink while playing, which is obviously ideal.

Saturday, we went to the Rum-de-Gun Resort, and after floating in the river for a while with a floating cooler of beers, we taught everyone there how to play Whiz Bang, and played it again.

My position for several hours that day.

Only during this round of the game, a few "camp rules" were added to make things interesting.  If you screwed up, not only did you have to take a shot of moonshine while the rest of us chanted and hollered like a bunch of Native Americans, you also needed to stick your hand in the ashes of the fire and mark your face with a loser line.  As you can see in the picture below, Miah wasn't very good at this game.

Rum-de-Gun's A-Team

Despite the moonshine, we weren't hungover at all the following day, and got a shit ton of stuff done around the house yesterday.  I really just wanted to stay at home today, sit in my clean house, and maybe have a cup of coffee on my clean patio, on my clean outdoor furniture.  Such is life, Monday.