So, on the week-end Tim and I traveled to the Sovereign Nation of Sebekia for a season ender camp out. The snow will be flying pretty soon, so we decided it was time for one last big blowout. Curiously though, it ended up being a very sedated affair. The children, usually quite boisterous, were all just sitting around quietly staring at the campfire. The dogs, despite being let out, hardly barked and didn’t roam very far. Only a minimal amount of Blue Beaver Beer was consumed by the adults (a mere six-pack each). Only a handful of pyrotechnics were set off. Even the Sebekia Royal Family all retired early in the evening. It was almost as though the frost had already set in on our spirits.
I suppose the physical chill in the air might have had something to do with it. However, maybe we were all feeling the change in the air that signaled the end of summer and the beginning of autumn. Maybe the leaves of our spirits were changing colours and falling off the branches of our bodies.
Of course it could also be that we’re all feeling stressed out because it’s time to start planning our Halloween costumes. I don’t think I can get away with not dressing up and telling people that I’m supposed to be a homicidal maniac, "they look just like you or me" for a third year in a row.
“Redneck ” sounds like a socio-political and ethnic word but I’m sure you didn’t mean it as such. But then again, maye o did.