This past weekend before I moved to NYC (so odd to say that...) I partook in a yearly 'camping' trip that I go on with some of my close mates from the college/post-college years. We all live pretty busy lives and some of us don't even live in Knoxville but that hasn't prevented us from doing our yearly camping excursion... which has now matured into a night at a lake house belonging to the Ferraris family. Pathetic? No. Comfortable? Yes. Personally I found the kitchen counter chat to be the hi-lite of the evening. And to answer your question, mass amounts of food products were consumed ranging from slow grilled pork ribs & ginger ale to zebra cakes, oatmeal pies and diet Mountain Dew. Disgustingly awesome.

Anyway, I'm not sure what it is with guys and random challenges but somehow we found ourselves seeing how many push-ups we could do in 2 minutes. Guys can reach a state of euphoria with the most retarded of events... Anyway, Jeremiah came in all Olympian style and set the bar with a bad-ass eighty push-ups in 2 minutes. Wow - and these push-ups were no sissy doodads. Derek ruled with an authorative eye bringing his recently completed military basic training to the 'event'. This, to my chagrin.

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