Friday, June 20, 2008

This just in....


Pay no attention to the date stamp on the picture.... It's June 7th, 2008, not 2007. Yup, that's my youngest son, Brother of Jackal, all liquored up and dancing on a bar in the thriving metropolis of Plymouth, Wisconsin. They went over for the motorcycle races and stayed for the beer. Way to do your old man proud, buddy! (They got free shots for his performance. Can't argue with that!) : ) God! I wish I would have gone this year!
Ride safe.
Peace out, yo!

16 Comments:

Blogger Guitar Ted said...

What's he doing? The Funky Chicken? must be with those bird legs! ;-)

I think a January cycling camp in the Ozarks is in order. That should fix him up right!

10:50 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It looks like the lawn sprinkler.

11:01 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Maybe he's "Surfin' USA"???

12:48 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Go Adam!!!!

Brian

1:33 AM  
Blogger Lily on the Road said...

ahhh, reminds me of the "good ole days". LOL, I love a free spirit!

Seriously, I love it the fact that he got to kick back and dance on the bar, .... making memories...LMAO!!!

It's great too that he had the "stones" to send you the pic!!!

7:06 AM  
Blogger oldmanandhisbike said...

Can't wait for the day when my son and I can drink a beer together. And if I'm lucky I get a chance to see him dance and make a fool out of himself too! :^)

4:44 PM  
Blogger Ari said...

Will groups of motorcycles be banned in Iowa? How about groups of motorhomes? I guess we should have fun before they lay the law on us.
Good on your son Blue,
Ari

11:40 PM  
Blogger Chris said...

Alcohol always brigs out the best in me as well. HA!

9:39 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Looks like he has a kilt on and only missing his bagpipes to me!!

11:52 AM  
Blogger bluecolnago said...

g-ted....
could be the funky chicken. he definitely has brd legs!

anon....
lawn sprinkler, or, broken firehose....

anon....
the top of a bar is about the only place he'd be able to surf....

brownie....
way to encourage your nephew, brother.... contributing to the delinquency? lol. i've never done that. remember the car accident in dixon, missouri back in '72? yeah, baby.

lily....
he's a good kid and we've had some kind of fun together. the part that makes his piss poor behavior tolerable is the (gulp) fact that he reminds me a little bit of me. well, i've settled down over the years, sorta, you know what i mean.... :)

oldman....
all we can hope for is that we can be there to see our kids do the same stupid stuff that we did. that's the best part of being a parent!

ari....
crazy stuff, eh? i don't know what dallas county is thinking but it's certainly misguided.

chris....
i've found that to be true for me, too.... just ask my wife. :)

anon....
could be a kilt. the buchanans are of scotch/irish ancestry. he wouldn't know what to do with bagpipes though, even if they bit him on the ass.

i think what he's doing in the picture is dancing with his "air date". that would be kinda like playing "air guitar" which should never be confused with air in your tires. it's what happens when copious amounts of alcohol are consumed, rendering one at least semi-stoopid, and you can't find anyone who wants to have their toes crushed dancing with you....

5:41 PM  
Blogger Harkemas3 said...

My cousin sure is special! I love you Uncle and I miss you tons! Send my love to everyone!

12:12 AM  
Blogger bluecolnago said...

tara....
he sure is special. special ed.
i love you too!

6:37 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

He definitely isn't into Coors or Captain Morgan, the life blood of girls and college boys.... Dixon, Mo. 1972. Hmmm. I'd have been about 15 or so, so you must have been driving. I seem to remember something about a '55 up the driveway sideways about that time also. Don't you still owe me 20 bucks????

Brownie!!

12:34 AM  
Blogger bluecolnago said...

brownie....
what do i owe you 20 bucks for?

yes, you were 15, and driving.... thanks, brother :)

6:44 AM  
Blogger Squirrel said...

last time I danced on a bar the bar maid....German I believe, picked me up (literally) then proceeded to walk me outside and said don't come back....good time for sure.

Peace

5:46 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think we had a $20 bet on the '55 thingy, sideways, 3 feet from the garage door...... I do remember you laughing pretty hard afterwards.

Brownie

1:08 AM  

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