Ingenuity: brought to you by Coors Light

There's been a little activity recently over at the Squatterson's place. Some general cleaning up and painting has been going on. I think they got spooked because the town has started to tear down the mobile home next door as an "unsafe building" and there's a big dumpster out front. They probably figured they'd better get their shit together before the town decided they were next.

Anyway, the last time I drove by, there was about 5 or 6 of them sitting around a picnic table with an umbrella on it drinking beers and swatting mosquitos. It was a pretty hot and humid day, and the bugs were bad. I could see that all of them were waving their hands around their heads trying to kill whatever they could.

The very next day, I saw this:



They didn't have any poles, so they just cut the bottom out and draped it over the umbrella. A few tie lines to some trees and a road sign, and they were good to go.

On my way home I saw a bunch of them all hunched up under there like they were discussing where to bury the body and hide the money, but I'm pretty sure they were just trying to get out and were too drunk to find the zipper.