Barb and Mal and I decided to have a picnic. One of the best days yet!

Yawning? Burping? Philosophizin'?

Ah, farting.

This is new to the Bayview Park: a tilted spin thingy. It' very weird to spin on it because of the angle: you can
perpetuate the spin yourself by hoolahooping your hips at the down-part (nader) of the oscillating cycle.
But it makes you highly off-centered and lop-sidedly dizzy. Good fun for a pack of screaming kids.

And I'm certain it's built at the same angle/tilt of the Earth, 23 degrees (which creates the seasons via oscillation),
and that this thing some how syngerizies the Earth's telluric off-centered gyro effect. Call Al Gore! We got pure energy!

Yes, we're air-born!

Victim of the spin-out!

Pull your pants up, Mal! (You may notice this is the same outfit she wore to the maze -- it was the same day,
so don't think that she often goes out with plumber's crack. Just Sundays.)

Ah, Fall Festival at school: rides, games, food, fun.

And hair paint!

School Principal in the dunk tank...

Eager, vengeful children...

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Good form...

Second try...

BOO-HA!!! Dunked her!

Cute little Dutch Boy hair 'do (throwing rings, didn't get one)

This was a box of sand that hand treasures in it and you dug like a pirate. The kid in front of her was too short
so she gave him a lift.

But she didn't get nothing! Waaaah!