That year, I flew out to Boston the night before The 3 Day with my friend/former co-worker Suzanne and met up with her friend Bonnie who was flying in from New York. We contemplated having beer at Logan Airport, but instead took a shuttle that we were certain was going to crash to our hotel in Nashua, New Hampshire.

The next morning we met up with Erika (and Sammy in utero!) and Erika’s way awesome mom, Marie, to start walking 60 miles. There were blisters, thunderstorms, a complete camp relocation, tents blowing away, tornado sirens, sunburn, and, of course, a snake or two on the trail we were walking.

Between Erika’s Boston accent, Marie’s Long Island accent and Bonnie’s New York accent, I’m pretty sure I developed some sort of hybrid strain of accent that I can’t ever duplicate.

Everyone said it was emotional and I didn’t really get it until I’d walked 60 miles. SIXTY FREAKIN’ MILES. And I cried. Quite a bit.

It made me realize that I had to keep doing this same walk in some capacity until it’s not even necessary. That was in 2005.

It’s 2010 now and I haven’t missed a year of participating in this fantastic event. While I would love for you all to physically participate in The 3 Day in some capacity, I know it really isn’t feasible. And that’s why I’m asking for your donation. $5. $50. $500. I will greatly appreciate it.

http://www.the3day.org/goto/wendyberry

The Sweep Team has already won an ice cream social, which we’re incredibly excited about, and right now, we’re in the lead to receive a catered in dinner at camp. This doesn’t sound like much, but if you’ve ever been a part of this event, you’ll understand just how big of a deal that is.

I’m co-captaining the Sweep Team this year with Jenni. Cindi will be assisting Jenni as the Stationary Road Coach and Regina (all the way from New Jersey) will be in my van as we cruise the mean streets of the Twin Cities looking for distressed 3 Day walkers. Jumi is heading up the team responsible for transporting people on buses to lunch and to camp every day. With some of the greatest friends of mine in the world participating this year, it’s sure to be the best 3 Day yet.

We kept ourselves busy, though!

Friday, we grabbed a quick dinner at the Industrial and then went to the Twins game with Desi and Becky for Lavender’s Out in the Stands thing. The General and I spent the last few innings just wondering around the field, because I’ve only really been there in my work suite before. We stared over the bullpen way too long and I’m pretty sure we freaked Jon Rauch out. Whoever was sitting next to him just refused to wave back at me and that makes me a little sad, unknown Twins relief pitcher! Twins won, making my Target field record 2-1.

Saturday, we slept WAY in and it was awesome. Then we went to the Lynx game, sitting two rows from the court, thanks to Suzi and Pat, and saw a great game. The Lynx lost by two and played a full game for once.

Yesterday was an adoption event for Blanche, where only 3 people came to see her. If someone doesn’t adopt her soon, we’ll likely cry. And then we went to Sonic, because we’re obsessed with slushies.

And that’s my wild and crazy and internet-less weekend. As luck would have it, our cable model is no longer working. Oh, the irony.

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The Vietnam Veterans of America are one of the organizations that will pick up your car for you, regardless of whether or not it’s running. They have a turnaround time of 48 hours! I’m a fan of that kind of efficiency! While it’s probably not ideal for the type of person that trades their car in every few years, I can definitely see how it’d be a good option for people looking to get rid of a beater or something they don’t really have any idea how to fix.

Also? Four words make this a little more appealing to me: donate car tax deduction. You can’t go wrong with that.

This morning, my phone started saying “Insert SIM Card” at the top and giving me an SOS symbol indicating I couldn’t take/make calls or send/receive text messages. Huh. Guess it’s a good thing I have Sudoku on my phone, since that’s the only thing it’s good for right now.

I tend to use T-Mobile’s online support, because I can do it during work and I can also reboot my phone when they need me to, whereas I can’t do that when I call them on my phone. Assuming it’s working, right?

We bought Blackberry Flips about a year ago, when they first came out. At first, we loved them. A lot. But it didn’t take too long before they started to take a turn for the worst. The General’s display probably takes 30 seconds after you open the phone to actually light up. Someone in a T-Mobile store tried telling us that that’s how all the Blackberry Flips were. Except mine doesn’t do that at all.

Then, the same person told us that they stopped making Blackberry Flips because they turned into basically piles of crap. Yeah, great. Thanks for that. Guess who still has another year left before they qualify for a full discount on a new phone, even though T-Mobile admits to selling a crap phone? That’d be The General.

Seems that when we upgraded to our Blackberries, they forgot to mark something in my file, making me eligible for the full discount. So while I can get a full discount (due to their error), they just expect The General to use a Sudoku machine as a phone for the next year before getting the full discount. It doesn’t make any sense at all to me and it irritates the bejeezus out of me.

So tonight will be a trip to a T-Mobile store so I can get a new SIM card and The General can see what kind of phone she wants to upgrade to. It was going to be a birthday surprise, but it needed to involve some discussion so no more surprise for that one!

KDWB’s annual ladies-only Booty Cruise got a little catty this year on the St. Croix River. Police were called to the boat in Stillwater Thursday night after a fight broke out between a bunch of the booty-shaking women in attendance… Five women were cited for disorderly conduct, but no one was arrested. Witnesses said some ladies had cuts and bruises, but nothing more serious. (via City Pages)

First off, hey, it’s called a Booty Cruise. If five disorderly conducts are all that come from that type of thing, color me impressed. I have an inkling of an idea that there may have been some other various diseases passed along, but that’s just me being judgmental after looking at the pictures. Be warned. I’m not looking at them, but my boss did — they’re not so much work appropriate unless your work gives a thumbs up to pictures involving womens legs thrown up in the air with a oiled up man wearing a cowboy hat rubbing his junk all over her.

Second off, what, if anything at all, is attractive or enticing about being stuck on a boat in the middle of a river with a bunch of screaming women that have all won tickets to a boat full of strippers by calling into a radio station?

This is my favorite quote from one article:

A representative of the boat’s operating company said the fight was “something about a shoe” but had no other details. (via PiPress)

Class.

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(CNN) — A nearly 25-year study concluded that children raised in lesbian households were psychologically well-adjusted and had fewer behavioral problems than their peers.

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But what the hell do you call this game? Because I’ve heard it called Ladder Ball and I like to call it Monkey Nuts. Amazon sells a product called Blongo Ball, which is just way too creative for my mind.

In any case, this is totally my favorite camping/outdoor summer drinking game and I just need to know what the majority of people call it. That’s all.