It's that time again: our annual three-day camping trip with Riley's family. A time that I, a grown, vain man will spend the entirety of dressed like this:



Last year's trip taught me some very valuable life lessons (http://whatshaneknows.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-that-camping-taught-me-about.html). I can only hope this year is equally instructive.

And so I'm off, into an ominous cloud of bug spray and spotty cell phone reception. If I'm not back to blogging by Sunday, dear readers, please send the authorities to Huntington, Utah. Tell them to look for a skinny white guy weeping like a child and cowering under a "bear shield" made of broken branches and shredded tent nylon. He'll be defiantly clutching a bag of uneaten beef jerky (gross!).