Date: 2026-08-24 AO: The Eddy Q: Sooie , Hooters PAX: Stubs, FLO, Hooters, Sooie, Roadkill FNGs: None COUNT: 5 CONDITIONS: 63 degrees. Waxing Gibbous Moon. Perfect rucking weather!
THE THANG: Our journey began as all such journey’s begin, with a pensive reflection on the quote chosen by the Q. In this case, we bent our minds around the anonymous quote: “Everyone’s a gangster until they’re in the woods at night.”
And thus we set out into the dark woods. We traversed the traditional path and took a sharp left before the steep incline to briefly gaze out from atop the rough-hewn, timber tower. Having satisfied our gaze, we continued on, YHC ignoring the inscribed warning of an impending dead-end. And lo! as our path was barred before us, we escaped by way of the unpaved connector trail which took us deep into timber rattler territory. The cool temperature salved our trepidations as we trusted that the fearsome ejaculations of Roadkill’s rum buffer wouldst protect our company! Alas having escaped from the dark un-snake-bitten, we met the pavement again and continued on! The final event of note was the appearance of a timely omen! The forest spirits sent an owl (great-horned or barred, I could not tell) which alighted on Hooters broad shoulders, indicating that he shouldst be declared then and there AOQ of the Warner marches!
MOLESKINE: Reflected on the implications of the quote at the outset. That though the woods be daunting alone, in the company of doughty brothers, nothing is to be feared! Prayers lifted and our company dissolved, parting ways to our various appointments of the day.
ANNOUNCEMENTS: 9/9: Westside Wednesday! see FLO
PLAYLIST: Hootin’ Hooters
THE THANG: Our journey began as all such journey’s begin, with a pensive reflection on the quote chosen by the Q. In this case, we bent our minds around the anonymous quote: “Everyone’s a gangster until they’re in the woods at night.”
And thus we set out into the dark woods. We traversed the traditional path and took a sharp left before the steep incline to briefly gaze out from atop the rough-hewn, timber tower. Having satisfied our gaze, we continued on, YHC ignoring the inscribed warning of an impending dead-end. And lo! as our path was barred before us, we escaped by way of the unpaved connector trail which took us deep into timber rattler territory. The cool temperature salved our trepidations as we trusted that the fearsome ejaculations of Roadkill’s rum buffer wouldst protect our company! Alas having escaped from the dark un-snake-bitten, we met the pavement again and continued on! The final event of note was the appearance of a timely omen! The forest spirits sent an owl (great-horned or barred, I could not tell) which alighted on Hooters broad shoulders, indicating that he shouldst be declared then and there AOQ of the Warner marches!
MOLESKINE: Reflected on the implications of the quote at the outset. That though the woods be daunting alone, in the company of doughty brothers, nothing is to be feared! Prayers lifted and our company dissolved, parting ways to our various appointments of the day.
ANNOUNCEMENTS: 9/9: Westside Wednesday! see FLO
PLAYLIST: Hootin’ Hooters
