Tale of two cities cont'd...

As Mrs. Schwangston mentioned, I attended our 2nd Annual Boys Trip last weekend. Reed was the gracious host in his town "the A" formerly known as the "ATL". A few highlights of the trip:

Canoeing aka "Shooting the Hooch": Reed, Mark, Pace, Gracie (Reed's faithful pooch), and I spent about 10 minutes paddling on the water, before Reed thought it might be a good idea to let Grace stretch her legs on a sandbar. We spent the next 45minutes trying to corner her on a strip of sand about 10ft x 30ft. Gracie had a blast, the rest of us not so much. This should have foreshadowed that Gracie was going to be trouble for us this week, only Patrick didn't know it yet (she allegedly bit him, and that is all I can say with the pending legal action).

Gaming: Reed purchased a pool table and was anxiously waiting to show off his new pool skills, but Steve trumped Reed's pool table with a Nintendo "Wii". A large portion of time was spent playing Guitar Hero (PWade was a natural) and the various sports games. Reed's pool table felt like last year's Christmas presents as it got very little notice from the group as a whole.

Fireworks: We decided to keep it local and purchase fireworks to shoot from the house. We invested $50 worth in a "family pack" and set them off in the street. As you can see in the picture, we were significantly outgunned by the rest of the neighbors (those were shot from a few houses away). Our fireworks were embarrassingly safe and barely soared more than 6-7 feet, while the questionably sober neighbors were launching missiles (purchased in AL) above our heads.
Night Out: Finally, we went to a Braves game to top off the weekend. Afterwards, we decided to check out a local spot that Reed wanted to visit. Runaround Sue, which Reed described as quaint, turned out to be more like a casting call for the next Ludacris video. Blending in was out of the question, but we decided to enjoy the awkward looks and take in the atmosphere. Reed wasn't satisfied with spectating, so he made moves on the dance floor. I would post the footage that I have, but I'm waiting for Reed to do something to motivate me, like not keep up with his blog.

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