About three weeks ago I was out there and sure enough so was W. He was gracious enough to take a picture with me and I was pumped. I was pumped until I looked at the picture about 30 minutes later and realized that my buddy Blain had the photography skills of a monkey with no arms. Here is his best efffort.

Blain is a cop and his copdar began working when we pulled into the parking lot as there were some unusual suspects (other cop types) hanging out in the parking lot. He had a hunch that lightning had struck twice an George W. was back at our stomping grounds. We loitered for a few minutes and sure enough he emerged from the woods a few minutes later with his entourage.
We approached him and he remembered us. I kid you not. He said to me, "He big guy, good to see you back out here." He then asked my buddy Blain where is son was.
I explained to him about Blain's poor photography skills and asked if he would pose for another pic. He was great and said, "let's get a couple this time."
A side note: I was supposed to call another buddy, Dan, to ride with us on the day we met George W. the first time. I forgot and Dan was devastated. He is a huge fan of the former prez and had missed his chance to meet him. Well, Dan is now my friend again as I had called to invite him on this ride and he got to meet one of his favorite presidents.
Here are the pics Dan took of me and my buddy Blain with the prez:



1 comment:
dang dude, that's pretty awesome! even if I don't like the guy, props to you for getting the pic!
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