On this July 4 weekend, I am going to...

--Surprise Boom with the new light-up golf balls I bought at the last Woot-Off
--Make a couple vats of 21's Famous Fruit Vodka (recipe on request).
--Avoid parades and fireworks, except those you can see from the privacy of home.

 

... take the train to St. Louis tonight, go to the Cubs-Cards game Friday night, and relax Saturday, Sunday and Monday before taking the train back home. Go back to work Tuesday at 8 a.m.

 

Work.

 

BBQ on Friday, bonfire on Saturday. Pretty lame weekend.

 

Work Friday. Work Saturday. Work Sunday.

Pretty effin exciting, eh?

 

Our paper has a nifty policy. We're a p.m., so this morning we put out Thursday's paper and this afternoon we're doing Friday's. Usually, this gives us the holiday off. Not this year, since it's on a Friday and that's the day we switch to the morning cycle. So...I'll sleep in Friday morning, then work until midnight.
Lousy Gregorian calendar.
I think it's only the second time in 10 years I've had to work on the fourth, though, so I can't complain too much.

 

Work Friday, followed by baseball and beer, hopefully.

Be lazy Saturday. Perform in a play that night.

Sunday, an afternoon massage appointment. Drive to North Cowshitistan that evening on work-related trip.

 

Phoning all my American customers in the morning, asking them to get back to me before noon.

Have a fabulous extra-long Fourth of July weekend for those of you who don't have to work.

 

That's outstanding

 

One of our ASEs is hosting a cookout at his family's farm just outside town, so I'll have a few dogs and a few beers.

And slappy, I'll probably be heading your way one day next week. I'll let you know when.

 

let me know when

 

Work, work, work.

I have Monday off. Maybe I'll go watch a shitty minor league baseball game and pretend it's a holiday.