Sprkus

Tiffany and I traveled to Mount Vernon on Saturday to visit her dad’s side of the family. Unexpectedly, we ended up on a boat in the middle of Apple Valley Lake and I gotta say … it was nice.

I’ve never for an instant considered myself a boater, but after floating along with a boat drink while listening to good tunes and taking in the scenery provided by the expensive houses, I could get used to the life.

Since the lake was private, there were only one or two other small boats in site at any given point. One group was trying to water ski barefoot. Meanwhile, high school kids, probably off for the summer already, were busy gossiping and flirting. Those that weren’t boating were relaxing by a fire in their back yard.

What a life. Never mind that lounging in the sun on the water all day would turn me into a stumbling bright-red cancer. Maybe it would give me some kind of weird super powers though. They could call me the Lobster Man. My fingers would melt together like pincers.

Somebody should buy me this shirt from Jinx by the way:

I’ve already had around eight moles removed by my dermatologist as a precaution. Ahem, anyway.

I overheard one of the houses on sale which needed some work quoted at $400,000. Most of the house owners also ran businesses but one just got lucky. I met my first lottery winner. Could you imagine? I guess I should start playing more regularly.

Photos from the lake can be found here.