The summer is officially over.  I hope you enjoyed your weekend.  Mine was different.  I had been busy with family things and get-togethers.  They had an ice cream social planned at my parents' church after a concert from a guy who was from New Orleans.  It was interesting to hear this guy sing and talk about how his faith was so strong after Hurricane Katrina.  I think had it been me I would have went the other way. 
This small town also a huge end of the summer celebration sponsored by the fire department.  Saturday night they had a tractor pull and when I went outside all I could smell was burning diesel fuel.  Then Sunday night they had a demolition derby and that caused the air to have the smell of gas.  It was so bad that it started choking me.  I had a nasty asthma attack which had me reeling.  Thank goodness I had my inhaler on me otherwise I probably wouldn't be typing right now.  Today, I did some grilling.  I cooked up a batch of my semi-famous bratwurst and some hot dogs.  My brats...oh they are good but probably one of the worst foods I cook healthwise.  Sunday night, after I calmed down from my attack, I took a dozen brats and put them in a pot.  I then took 6 bottles of beer and poured them on top.  I usually use some sort of crap beer like Miller or Coors or whatever I buy for parties.  Well I didn't have any and it was after 9pm so I couldn't get any at the store.  I decided to use some of my top-shelf beer because I haven't been drinking it and reckoned it was bad by now.  I let the brats soak overnight.  About noon I pulled them out of the refridgerator and put them on the stove.  I dropped a stick of butter in with the beer and the brats.  Then I cut an onion up and dumped that in.  I also sprinkled some garlic powder and other random spices (read secret).  I then boiled the brats until the butter was gone and they were a light grey color.  Then I took them out to my grill still in the pot of beer and onions.  I grilled them up and here is the key step: once they are done grilling, I put them back in the beer pot.  That way any juices that they lose on the grill, they suck back in once put back in the pot.  It is always fun to see that usually half of the beer goes back into the brats.  They make for some juicy eating.  After lunch, I went to take a nap but decided to rearrange some boxes and then I dropped one on my foot and I think I may have hurt something.  I can't bend a couple of my toes so it looks like I will be going to the doctor tomorrow.  It is feeling better tonight after some RICE.  I also found out my DVD burner still works so that is a good thing. 
Time to get random.

So is there such a thing as interspecies rape?

I hate horses.  I know I have told a few of you this so if I have you will just have to listen.  I didn't live with my parents when I attended high school.  I went to two private schools.  The first had dorms.  Imagine a dorm full of 14-18 year olds.  That school closed.  I went to another private school that didn't offer dorms.  2 of my three years at that school I lived on a horse farm.  I did chores and part of those were to feed the horses.  They hated me.  Whenever I would be in the barn area they would stomp and spit at me.  I did get stepped on once and another time a horse swung its butt at me and I slipped and fell onto an electric fence.  Anyway, I hate horses.

This is the typical reaction I get when dogs see me.

Have you heard the old saying of the animal kingdom: Once you go giraffe you never go back?  I wonder if a giraffe can breed with a donkey.

Remember Laverne and Shirley?  All I hear when I see this picture is the character Squiggy saying, "Hell-ooo"

We do...we most certainly do.

I now pernounce you husband and wife, you may motorboat the bride.  You know that old saying for the bride's attire on her wedding day:"something new, something borrowed, something blue."?  Well I look at her and I think I know what the "something new" refers to.

I have to say that guy is dumb but bold but mostly dumb.

Look closely.  You should see a little something more than a plane taking off.

I think that guy got arrested for slipping the girl a roofie.

This is what people do in Home Depot after hours.

People have the strangest jobs.  Europe must be a fun place to live.

Nothing to see here, just doing a strip search and body cavity exam.  Move along.

Time for a swimming lesson.  It reminds me of a story my cousin told me about a Catholic priest who coerced a nun into going swimming and convincing her that he had to stick his fingers down there otherwise she would drown.  Did I mention my cousin was a priest?

While in college, I caught so many guys.  I think God was behind it.  He was punishing me by forcing me to walk in on guys who were masturbating.  I never walked in on anything this freaky.

We have a front-runner for the Mother of the Year contest.

Here's what I did today...I grilled and had a beer.  What were you thinking? MMMM Strawberry Blonde and Blue Moon...yeah I have problems that I can identify those beers.

I hope your weekend was a great blow-out for the end of summer.  Thanks for putting up with me another season.