Lee Greenwood on the Mekong

Today was the American Community Picnic, held at the Embassy soccer field. It is not, however, an Embassy event, but rather it is put together by a group of volunteers. Katherine was one of those volunteers, so she's been rather busy with the planning, and today, with the execution.

This guy was into the whole experience.

One small snafu. The committee hired a guy to blow up balloons for the kids. Kids love helium balloons, afterall. What kids probably don't care about, but what parents do, is when the pretty balloons are not filled with helium, but still float. What else is lighter than air? It's important for such a child-centric fun piece of stretched rubber to be filled with an inert gas.

So people would be less than thrilled if such a balloon was filled with, say, hydrogen.

As such, peope were less than thrilled to find out the balloons were being filled with hydrogen.

So the beginning of the picnic went something like this...

"Hey kid, you want a balloon?"

5 minutes later....

"Hey kid, give me back that balloon."

Really quite a tease if you ask me. And hydrogen isn't THAT flammable, is it? Oh, yes it is. Anyway, there were about 20 kids running around with mini-Hindenburgs before people realized what was happening.


Katherine and the other committee losers wore red, making them look like Target employees. Volunteers...what jerks.

Editorial Comment from Katherine: The pretty lady next to me is my good friend Dana who I dragged into to volunteering so she might not call me a friend anymore.

This guy was decidedly unimpressed with the National Anthem.