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A sequence of something very simple, that hopefully someone will enjoy

Spelunking vs. Caving

So a while ago, a friend of mine and I went caving, and while driving to our destination, I was informed that caving was the prefered term rather than spelunking. When I told him that caving was too monotonously regular for my taste, he said that many cavers will become offensive about the term used. Personally, you could add "ing" to almost anything and make it an action, where spelunk is not only an origional word to use, but is rather fun to say as well. So take that cavers, I'm a spelunker. What I would like to know, is why caving is the prefered word to those in which this applies. Any takers?
Yes. I'm in a cave here.

OH my GOODness!

So last night I was waiting tables when I was informed that just above the pizza make table in the kitchen, a large bird had committed suicide. They said that it had happened hours before, and someone had already disposed of the bird....but it's mark was still there. So, naturally, I retrieved my camera in order to document the experience, and here below is what I found. I couldn't get a very good photo because it had crashed into the window too far above me, but let me tell you, that was one defined bird print. You could see it's beak, eye marks, individual feather lines, claw marks from it's feet, and also it's wing expanse.
And down below is more of a close up for the feather details. I wish I could have gotten a better picture, it was wild looking. Look for its beack and eyes.

My mom and I...

...went for a ride the other day, and the weather was incredible. Fayetteville is finally starting to cool down and thank goodness. It rained last night for the first time in weeks, and even though it poured, the streams and creeks are dry as a bone this morning. Too bad, I guess floating before school starts is out of the picture...

Back roading.

I kinda like the perspective of this photo, and the way in which the railing directs your eye.
And here is mother, acting pooped. But let me tell you, she is just tickled to pieces that she got a new bike rack for her car. That's probably the only reason we even went riding, to utilize her new toy.

Yes. I live in Arkansas

Another one of the many uses of duct tape.

To the Beach!

Well this past weekend a few of us Fayetteville people trucked it on over to Mountain Home to "play ultimate frisbee." In the end, there was a little playing, but mostly just a bunch of us hanging out at the lake, and jumping off the roof of a party barge. Next year though, the "Devival," as John and Joe called it, will happen again, and with any luck, bring in a few more teams.
Here is team dream, of fayetteville.
This is John about to attempt to wakeboard.Travis making a leap.
The view down from the roof of the party barge, and Joy chasing a dog in the water.
Again, travis laying out for that disc.
The prefered method of keeping your beer afloat while floating yourself.
And here is Roger giving an example of how to do this best.
T-lort acting like a pimp with no hoes.
Sunset from the boat.
Lance's really cool portable disc golf basket, and wayne missing all the shots.
EJ, Joes son, with an arrow buzzed into his hair.
After playing a game on Sunday, a few of us decided it would be in our best interest to head on down to the river to cool off.
We even set up our tent in the water.
Yes. That is in fact a grill in the front of the boat.

Now this isn't quite as "pretty" of a picture as some of the others that I post here, but I like this one equally if not more. The thing that I like about this close up of a candle wick, is that you are emmediately allowed to start to use your imagination as to what else could be going on here. Grant it, if you are not able to leave the box, then this kind of thing is not for you. But the way that the wick meets the wax, and how the blue line of the hottest part of the flame hoovers just to the opposite side of the large yellow flicker, is really cool to me. Oh ya, and I like the smooth watery effect of all of the reflections.

Sooo...

So last night Jade and I had nothing to do. Sooo......we went and got ice-cream from Braums and decided to go eat it at the highschool football stadium field since it was around midnight. We took pictures, and looked rather rediculous hanging out at a high school. Then some fellows came along to practice soccer and the first thing they did was say to us; "Hey what's up ladies? What are you two doing beside being creepy?" We were a bit taken aback but decided to play out the creepy card a little further since they decided to pin us as so. So we pranced about and took pictures of each other as if we were posing for our seniour photos. That's about the end of the story.........uuummmm.....here are a few of our pictures.

Oh. And here's Jade and Jeff making out in front of a fountain.

Naked Ladies

Surprise Lilies, Naked Ladies, or Pink Ladies; whatever your fancy is to call them they are in bloom right now in my front yard. They were in fact a bit of a surprise, seeing as two days ago was the first time that I had even noticed that anything was growing in the places where they sprouted from.

Sandblast 2006

So this past weekend 6 of us Fayettevillians trucked on up to Chigago to play in the Ultimate tournament Sandblast. I'm gonna say right off the bat that it rates in my top 3 tourny's ever. Maybe even space one or two. The team I played on, Team Gladiators, was in the spirit division which made the whole shebang that much more fun. I was the gladiator Zap, but a few others were Siren, Lazer, Malibu, Thunder, Blaze, Blazer, and many more. We went 3 and 4 (I think), but it didn't matter because I'm fairly certain everyone had a blast. A big thanks to Rachel Driver and her roomate Judy who let us stay with her, and with any luck they will let us back next year.
Team Gladiators.
5 on the line. I absolutely loved the format of play on the sand. With smaller fields and only 5 people to cut in that space, it made games way easier than I first anticipated.
Here comes Joy looking to pick a fight.
And of course the two of us battling it out to the end like all true gladiators do.
Malibu and Wayne being Zima'd. (How does one say that?)
Strawberry vs. Siren
Our impressive inventions allowed us to determine who won the pull through battle.

Gin Swirls of course.
Our awesome cheers totally rocked. Here we are about to impress everyone around us.
Around 11 am on Sunday, the torrential winds did irreversible damage to our tent, and so here are a few of us forced to nap in the shade of a tree.
I think we're winning!

Toward the end of our last game, Team Gladiators finally got to reveal their true selves. With pleasure, I announce our underwear point.
Isn't it obvious how much our men love bearing skin?

Here is Megan Reagan and Rachel at the party.
The club was called Cherry Red, and boy was it.
This was just before it was announced that Team Gladiators had won the party. Fayetteville sure knows how to take care of business.
In the foreground: Thunder. In the background: Rachel and Megan treating the TD right with Crissy fast approaching.