Who's Smarter?

You might be a Red Neck... if you spend an evening launching soccer balls and trying to hose down a member of the Thursday Morning Breakfast Club that showed up too early to case out his spot at the buffet.

Meet "Uncle Rick" (apparently he told Cameron his name):He moved in to the neighbourhood a year or two ago, but he's never had the oppotunity to meet the nice family that was providing his breakfast on Thursday mornings. I don't think we made a very good first impression. He came by early so he could have a new look at the buffet offerings since his favourite, served on our back porch, is no longer availabe due to the nifty new animal proof locks on our garbage can. He tried really hard to get in to it last week, and managed to knock it over and roll it in to the back yard, but I guess he decided it was just too much work.

Keith harassed him for an hour and half before he called it a night. Our cans were undisturbed this morning, so hopefully that's the last we will see of him.