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5 guys. A couple of boats. One big lake. Sounds like a weekend of fun, right? Except for one thing: 65 degree weather and water that feels about like 50 degrees, if even that warm.

This past weekend was Will’s bachelor party, and he decided what better way to test out his new boat than going to the lake. Makes sense. We’ve had unusually warm temperatures, so one would only assume that they would continue. Well, you know what assuming does…

So anyways, not to be deterred, Duane, Jess, Will, Brad, and I made the trek up to Possum Kingdom for the weekend, knowing that the weather wasn’t going to be exactly the warmest and the water had probably not warmed much from the cool winter weather. For most of the day on Saturday, it was debated off and on whether or not it would be wise to get in the cold water. The whole afternoon was spent listening to Brad brag about he wasn’t scared of the water, etc.

Finally, after filling my belly with some of Duane’s good cooking, I decided that someone was going to have to make Brad shuddup. After much persuading and even a medical consultation, somehow I lowered myself into the water, all the while struggling to keep my breath. You know, its not that bad once you get completely down into the water and get as used to it as possible. And it wasn’t even that bad when the boat pulls you up out of the water and the wind is blowing directly on you. Its when you get completely out of the water and start drying off in the boat that the real shivering starts. Even with a blanket, a sweatshirt, and dry clothes, I don’t think that I warmed up until 2-3 hours later. So yeah, if anyone says that you can’t go skiing/wakeboarding in sub-60 degree water, don’t listen.

And Jess, how is that sunburn?

Sorry I don’t have any pictures to post. None of us were smart enough to bring a camera.

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Thanks Webb!

I heard a dirty rumor last night; something that hurt me to my core. It seems that someone out there on the great thing we call the intraweb thinks that my blog is “weird.” Ouch! Jenny (names have been changed to protect the guilty…and you know who you are), why is it so weird?

Do I talk too much about nerdy things as Uncle Val has so eloquently stated, or do I reminisce about Klondike more often than I should, thus alienating those that do not understand the comments that are posted? Are my posts too intimidating? Does my extensive vocabulary cause insecurities among those of you that do not know how to use a thesaurus so effectively? Or does the fact that I post with the name “Slade” confuse those that may know me better as “Myles”?

These are the questions that keep me up late at night, wondering “What can I do to keep my readers reading…all 4 of them?” Comments/suggestions welcome…(Now is your chance to express your opinion Jenny, only in public and outside the confines of personal emails. Just remember, I invented the intraweb. I know all that is sent across it…)

Slade, aka. Myles, aka. #1 Spy Cousin

I don’t own this shirt for nothing.

Some of you may remember a previous post where I discussed my distaste for myspace. I still believe that the user interface for myspace has got to be one of the more poorly designed interfaces that I have seen, both on the web or in a fat client, and trust me, I have seen some bad ones. Just out of curiosity I decided to attempt to setup a myspace account to see what the fuss is all about. Honestly, parts of the setup had me stumped for a few minutes: How exactly to edit my information, how to add posts, etc. Its just not the most friendly of interfaces in my book.

However, I will give credit where credit is due. What myspace has done is create a very effective means of connecting people. I didn’t realize how many people have profiles on that site. Friends from long ago in high school, siblings (This upsets me because they could have had a cool site like sara.cozart.org. Who wouldn’t want their own url like that? Honestly, it hurts…), and people that you had forgot about until you see their profile.

Myspace is one of those “Why didn’t I think of that?” sites. Setup a site that will allow long lost friends to connect, as well as allowing new friendships to be created, sell advertising space, and you have yourself a moneymaker. The parent company of Myspace just got bought for $580 million!! Insane! All for a poor UI that allows people to post short comments on horribly designed myspace layouts.

Now why didn’t I think of that?

I must say that I am severely disappointed in the rest of my family. A challenge was posted on the Country Club, asking the Cozart cousins to stake their claim on Granny’s favorite grandchild. I knew that the reasons that I posted were good, but obviously the other cousins are struggling to come up with a rebuttle.

Are there no cousins that will dare challenge me? Has this evidence intimidated all into submission? Am I the only cousin that truly cares?