Weekend was fucking epic. There's really nothing else I can say. Most of you here already know all of my stories because I was fortunate enough to spend some time with you this weekend. There were lots of ups and certainly a handful of downs, but I can't say enough how much I enjoyed losing my mind, destroying my eardrums, dancing my feet off, and killing my liver this weekend
Right back at you man! Every single one of you guys are.
I think the most profound statement I made this weekend was one to Fox the other morning after leaving Know's campsite. It was something along the lines of, "We might be a giant mix of conflicting personalities on this forum, but at the end of the day, we're ALL internet geeks, and that's probably why it's been so amazing to converse and hang out with each other this weekend."
What an amazing Sasquatch! I just wanted to say how great it was to meet everyone on this board at the Gorge. I spent most of my days with Gramma, Stormy, Know, Gibbons, and Souly and they are just the most amazing, kind hearted and funny people I've met. It was like we seamlessly resumed some sort of incredible friendship we all must've had with each other in some former life. I had a total blast with them all festival long. Many fond memories.
I also got to;
- Get a bazzillion hugs from Pea - The world's coolest pair of glasses ever to be made from EmptyFox and Bforeman - Got serenaded by SWITCH and his guitar - Hung out with Cat and Stamper a couple of times, they are some seriously rad people who have world class hula hoop skills and came out to Mon the Biff with us! - Wolfhat gave me some delicious homemade banana bread - Shared in some drinking fun with Chaco and Zepher and their jungle juice - Dance some serious womp with the one and only Womp Womp! - Got to have a group chat with Lumpy. We missed you Lump! - Met Dontoro and his amazing glow suit - Met J-Dawg and his sweet glowing hat - Gave the tallest human on earth, Drew, a hug. Drew is seriously taller than a Sasquatch. - Met an IRL Snorlax. Wat up Snorlax! - Danced to some Das Racists with Bradberad (seriously wicked dude!) - Hung out with Pvmtchic[/b - Chilled with our spandexed boarder HecticDialectic who was in fine spandex form - and also got to meet another boarder who I should leave unnamed. It was a definite highlight!
Only because we were all so closely camped together and saw a lot of one another I just want to doubly say how cool Pea, Fox, SWITCH and Bforeman are, you're the best!!!!
I also had no issues with my flat tire as Souly had an air compressor with her. This board literally rescued me at the Gorge!
A+++ Friendly D. I was so happy to have met the few I got to meet...Stormy, HG, Friendly, Know, Gibbons...you guys are all kick ass, so nice, and I was so thrilled to get hugs from all of ya!!!
Friendly, thanks for the rum mix - your board name absolutely reflects your personality, and HG, I want to thank you sincerely for that small gift you bestowed on me; it came in VERY handy during the last 45 minutes or so of Ratatat.
I was a little bummed I missed out on general camping; I was in overflow, and at the end of each night it just seemed so far away to get to and party in D4. Next year though! And I was bummed I didn't get to meet some of the other boardfolk; Pea - your leg looks absolutley nasty!!!
During flaming lips I saw a blond haired dude hugging closely with a red haired girl. I aproached them and said: Stamper? is that you? Stamper and Catherine? No? Oh, I'm sorry, I guess I mistook you for some people I know on the internet. They looked at me funny. I laughed to myself sheepishly.
Fairly certain I high-fived you on Saturday davers.
Or maybe a friendly real cop.
It was probably me. I was yelling things like "Do it big!" and "Safe!" (which are more or less inside jokes with my friends). I had a baton that squweaked and some sunglasses that were seriously messed up after losing them in the pit for the foo Dr. Garbanzohters then magically finding them 30 minutes later and putting them back together.
So far this is the only picture on facebook someone has posted. I have yet to upload my pics yet but I'll get on it soon.
I will probably have to bring this to Live at Squamish as it was just too much fun. You were one of the people who actually said you were going, right?
Wish I had been able to meet more of you. To the good people I did see: I'm sorry I didn't get to chat for longer. We were en route to getting food and my girlfriend's reaction was exactly as predicted ("That was weird."). Pfft, clearly someone who doesn't spend enough time online. Next year, I'm making time in my schedule for a board members drink.
And Friendly D: Thanks again for the peachy goodness. I can now personally confirm that Sasquatch board people is good people.
You were easy to spot. I was waiting for Archers of Loaf to begin, and there were only about 40 people. I knew you would be there, so I started looking around for the tattoo. Then your Mariners hat walked past and stood about ten feet in front of me. Even being so close to Seattle, seeing Mariners hats are rare unless they are doing really well late in the year. I didn't even notice the tattoo until near the end of the show.
I didn't realize the Friendy D crew was still there at the end of the set, so I was prepared to make the meeting as awkward as possible. I was going to act like a crack head looking to score, but right when I got your attention, the rest of the crew accosted you.
Post by Shaxspear III Esq. on Jun 1, 2011 13:04:55 GMT -5
Watching a dust devil tear a path of destruction on the camps across the road not more than 20 feet away. I watched it send a sleeping bag 200ft in the air and drop it almost in the same spot it originated from.
OK I got a few more, hope I'm not going on too much, but I like to get them down so I can remember them for later.
Heading into the fest on one of the days going through security. We had some Boozenoculars (hollowed out binoculars that hold 16oz of booze) and the guy found them.
Me: Do you really have to pour them out? Him: Yep, but dont worry, I'll let you keep the stuff strapped to your leg. Me: Fair enough, that was the better stuff anyway. Him: Have a good one man.
Next was my buddy
Him: You got any beer in this bag? Buddy: Nope. Him: If you are honnest I'll let you keep them. Buddy: (trying to Dr. Garbanzoure out if its a trap) Ummmm... OK... Yeah theres a few in there. Him: Go ahead...
We later learned his name was Evan and always tried to get him again but never managed to pull it off.
Also, I never noticed this before, but I got asked for 'Molly' about 500 times this weekend. Why do americans have kid names for drugs? Lucy, Molly, Mary... I know its in case of undercover cops and stuff... but I dont think I have heard that name so many times in my life.
My way of dealing with it was this:
Random dude: Hey man, have you seen my friend Molly? Me: No, but that girl must be a fucking 10 because everyone is looking for her!
Random dude: Have you seen my dog Molly? Me (dressed as a cop) : Didnt you read the rules? No dogs allowed!
Either way I got some really confused looks, which made me happy.
I got another 2... Sorry its a surprisingly slow day at work considering I missed 3 days of it.
I have an Ironman jersy, and for those who dont know, an Ironman is a 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike ride and a 26 mile run, all in the same day. Its insane, and no, I didnt do it to get the jersy.
So we are playing drinking games with our neighbours on friday and one of them asks me if I actually did it. I ponder trying to convince her I did (I later accomplished this with other people) but admit to not having done it. She replies "Oh, because you look like you could have actually done it a couple of years ago, but then you got fat." I did my best to keep a straight face and got really mad, but in actuality I couldnt hold back the laughter.
Also, my group of friends had 2 sets of Mardi Gras beads we ended up with so whenever we were bored, we would get the attention of someone with beads, flash them our chest and get the beads. At one point a buddy and I flashed eachother at the same time and traded beads, for some reason, this made the people behind us (who were on mushrooms) lose their shit and almost roll down the hill laughing.