On a hiking trip - fats and their failings The SO and I are on a hiking trip through Texas and Colorado. It's fun, tiring, and I would not recommend doing Caprock Canyons if you're in Texas in summer (130 degrees, it was insane). Here's a few vignettes from my 3 days of travel so far (there will be more though): 1) spent the night at copper breaks state Park, and little did we know it's gold tier stargazing so we decided to do that. There was some sweet old guy giving a lecture in a field where you could see all the milky way, etc. It would have been perfect if not for the Country Fats talking the whole time. Or the fat kids playing with a fucking LAZER POINTER during stargazing. Or the other fats loudly opening and then eating a family sized bag of chips. Or the unearthly stench that came from every single one of them (normal people smell bad with no shower and sweat, but fats are just a whole new level of awful death smell). I about lost my shit and one of the Country Fats (the kind that think chicken fried steak is its own food group, drink exclusively bud light since it won't make you fat, and have 5 kids by 20) saw me mimic blowing my brains out behind them. It was not pleased and reeeeeed to its fellows. Didn't care, saw the milky way.  2) I broke my 'no whalemart' rule yesterday since we're in nowhere, Colorado and needed water. Of course everyone was fat (what are you doing Colorado you're supposed to be a bastion of fitness and hot people!) and completely stupid. One of the highlights was some skinny guy telling his wife she could have the skin of the roast chicken cause he "loved her just that much". And the best was a fat old lady saying "well I found the water but it ain't the right flavor!".  And the child abuse I've seen, guys. All these kids are just short and round, and I even saw a 12 year old with meth mouth. I mean, everyone else in that town had meth mouth but this little girl was so young. It's getting real bad real quick I guess.