We've got a lot to cover in this here entry. So why don't we all saddle up, saddle on and get started. I should mention that I'm severly sleep (and water, apparently) deprived so if I sound a little loopy, thats why. On the up and up, this weekend was supremely awesome, several days of wicked activities -- heavily documented in photographs -- and we'll get into that. For now though - a week late - well, lets let the next paragraph explain this.
Photo Contest over! Thats right, the calendar has been rolled over into the fake month of Augustus, and thus ends the photo contest started sometime in July. This of course means there is a new contest for this month, and I've got 122 photos prime for editing right underneath the cut. For those that aren't familiar with my rules, they are very simple. Take a photo from my journal from any time ever, and use it as the 'base' photo for a humourous edit of sorts. The best submission by the end of the month wins a prize.
This month's winner of a homemade blueberry pie avec fancy crust:
Bonus points to Dylan for both utilizing
this and
this photograph, dating back almost a year.
Also for comparing me to a famous work of art. Well done.
Runners up, in no particular order:
Abbotsford Airshow comes up this weekend. Chelsea, Greg, Diana, Duncan and I all head over to see planes extraordinare. I've never been, but always have meant to go. I'm considering getting a shirt printed that says, "Don't worry, I'm an aerospace engineer". I don't really care if it doesn't arrive by the airshow. Maybe I'll get it on a hoodie. I could use another one. Anyhoo, expect more plane photos sometime in the near future. With blue sky. Not grey.
Greg quitting his job was a rather spectacular specticle as of late. See, Greg had planned all these contingencies for what would happen when he attempted to break up with his boss. His male boss. Dylan, being the great guy that he is, decided it would be useful to write down some of the possible retorts Greg could have in case of awkwardness with his boss. A virtual Greg sound-board of sorts. The funniest of which is included below for hilarity:
(Preggo contingency):
Listen, that was a really hot night of passionate loaf, but I told you from the get-go that I wasn’t prepared for any kind of long-term commitment. I already have a girlfriend, and she doesn’t even know what a giant fag I am. So we can do one of two things: you get an abortion, or you leave town and change your name. Actually, I’d prefer it if you just did both anyways. Is that going to work for you? Okay, thanks.
Rockets have consumed this house for the last couple weeks. The plan of sorts is to get the resident aerospace engineer to team up with the two resident computer engineers to build an awesome rocket with full streaming telemetry and the like. So far we've launched a couple rockets with mediocre success --
but at least we haven't killed anybody.. yet.
Reasonably chronologically to start again..
Last remaining quality photo of Greg in the shower. There hasn't been a repeat
Eagles in and around our house. My mom is convinced its the eagle cam eagles
We lanned it up in my garage during the heat wave of last month
Jono showed, and brought his fancy light saber. I didn't take this, but would have -- with a tripod
Another annual tradition of Luminara
We made our own
I definitely covered myself in wax due to an engineering error.. with my latern
Annnd various other self-captioning lanterns
Justin in the headlights
Greg's dad parked this bad boy.. err.. bad girl
Maybe? Greg has an identical print.
One more for the corner
Out somewhere in squampton
I took like 10 of these, playing with the white balance
Snakes on a Lobster!
Courtesy of
Loading Ready Run Apparently they can do this.. to a street? I had no idea
And they don't even restrict this
Kickin' Oak Bay swing in the cold spell of last month
Still magically entertaining
And they somehow got everyone dancing. Probably to warm up
WAR!.. driving
In Paul's new/old ride
Bright
Hot
White
Light
Proof that Greg will pound back anything for free; pop rocks
Not the greatest thing to chug
Side effect
Although he got the ladies
Slurpees in the sun
And terrible pud's
With photogenic Paul
To Beacon Hill for the ducks
Although we ate more of the bread than we fed them
They still got some..
Greg perfected his aim
Quack
Attempting a dodge
Sure
Prep of the Pemphredo I
The actual launch.. didn't go that smoothly
Thankfully we were prepared
Burned out "D" engine
Ping pong ball + Acetone = bonding agent
For FFFF gun powder, that is
Tiniest little test amount
Inagural launch of the Zeus - The mightiest of all rockets
At dusk, yet
Snowbird preview on Friday
Racoon show at Greg's
Pemphredo II pre-assembly
Zeus -- The mightiest of all rockets -- after its paint job
Assembly of the new launch rod
Test launch of the Zeus -- The mightiest of all rockets
New and improved launch command box -- getting more professional day by day
Ya thats right, cards and everything
Ignition!
Here comes the big mother
T-31 seconds; all systems go for auto sequence start
Unfortunately this one kinda went AWOL over Lansdowne Road -- Anyone know of a BIG field anywhere?
Damage after its journey over the road
Zeus -- The mightiest of all rockets, prep #2
Competition entries
Safety first
Greg's portrait of Ms. Parton
Willows Beach pre-snowbirds
More people showed after this
I've got some sort of sunglass burn now..
Loads of boats
Search and Rescue helicopter performed a show to some.. a shoo to others
And the snowbirds!
Greg's pose in LD
Mr. Floatie
Busy downtown
Avec Mrs. Tirling
For the Symphony Splash
Legislature was busy too
So were the porta potties
Crew joined us
OFFICIAL: These guys are actually crazy
And to end, a bunch of photos I didn't take. Including one that might send you all to hell
I think this was my best shot
We'll see about having more rocket-type photos this week. But really, if anyone knows where I can find a LARGE field for rocket launches, I'd be super grateful. You know how.
~S.I.N.