Thursday, August 20, 2009

The Arrival

Howdy folks, and welcome to Blue Heaven, Key Winfield. This year we are bringing together the old timers, new timers, and part timers for a fun-packed festival.

Here are some of this year’s highlights:

Location, relocation, newlocation
After many years of camping in the north forty, and a fabulous intermission at the Winfield Lake, we are moving to the horse barns. It’s time to upgrade our lifestyles & join the livestock. Appropriately planted between the grove and the shower house, this year’s campsite will include electricity and a live webcam (not to be confused with Web-Camp).

Your Host
Ham-Loaf Black will be managing the campsite, issuing commands to the minions. You may recognize him from one of these classic photos.

The Band
We are proud to feature the return of Fresh Green Grass to Winfield. Thankfully, they sound better than their campmates and pull up the average skill level quite a bit.

The Westerner
Gail, proud sponsor of the Winfield Curse (and sad owner of a crap-shack in the woods south of town titled the Squirrel’s Nest) hails from Denver and brings her fiddling skills to the game.

The Dumpster Daughter
Sprothe, like frothy, is a reclaimant at heart, turning your trash into somebody’s treasure. Her outgoing nature and love of under-the-sea pineapples are sure to attract neighbors and find make new friends.

The Cowgirl
During a famous round of Cowboys & Indians, Nancy became known for her “stick-em up, pardner” demeanor and rumors of a secret double life. Corporate wizard by day and cougar by night, she is on a quest to find Cabana Boy, who only slightly resembles Jean-Luc Picard.

The Voyeur
Scoutmaster Cathi is watching from her KC Palace, tracking our misbehaviors and developing schemes for her fabulous 2010 return.

The Colombian Connection
Andres comes bearing Aguardiente (fire water for you slack-jawed locals).

The Mudsliders
Adam and Nicole, the resident noise-makers, will make their return to Winfield after a short 2008 hiatus. They are excited to see family and dance in the dust.

The Locavores
Not to be mistaken for people that eat local plants for food, these are plants that eat locals for food. Roger & Carol are our deep-rooted family, protecting the homestead and offering showers to those that can't stand their own stench.

1 comment:

  1. Cabana Boy had a name? I thought he came from the namelesstag camp?

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