Tip: When You High-Five Someone, Look At Their Elbow

Seriously.
If you watch their elbow while you go to high-five them you won't miss their hand. Successfully eliminating the embarrassing "we just missed hands" or even worse "we just kinda hit hands, but kinda missed, and it made the noise of a dead fish being slapped against the ground."

True story.

Fact.


For Thanksgiving, Valerie and I flew to my parents place outside of Reno/Tahoe.


We were told there was going to be a mustache party. (Yes, that is a real flyer at a bar there)


But instead were forced to eat at a table full of dead leaves and plants.


If you look closely you'll see our silverware is made of sticks.

It was horrible.


We were also told that we would be treated to a day of skiing at the fabulous Squaw Valley.


We were hauled to the top of the mountain by a sort of...elevator...tram...Frankenstein contraption. It was quite frightening really.


Ready to hit the snowy, barely marked, trails!


Except there was no snow.


Just a lot of dirt and some foreign flags.

We were then told we would be taken for a horse ride.


Following suit with the rest of the trip...it was break-in your own horse day.


How hard could it be to tame a wild horse?


Fucking jerks. Get back here.

The vacation was just plain miserable. So we decided to go back home.


Valerie tried her luck at a "Shake Your Booty" slot machine in the airport.


Lo-and-behold girls started shaking their animated booties (yes, to the song by the same name), and Valerie won $5.

At least someone had a good Thanksgiving.*


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I love my parents and it was great to see them.