Well...

The weekend was good... and longer than a normal weekend.  But, alas, 'tis over now.    Now I have to wait an whole 'nother year for my favorite holiday to roll back around.  Oh well.  Guess it gives me something to look forward to, right?  Riiiiiight. 

Anyway...

The holiday was good, as I said.  Lots of hanging out, lots of eating, lots of blowing shit up.  Had some lovely illegal big bad ass KABOOM fireworks.  Bloody hell.  Blew a smoking crater into my sis & bil's garden.  Thing smoked for a good long while after, too.  Made one hell of a boom... it was very fucking cool.  

BBQ'd, drank beer and blew shit up... all without losing any digits (or other body parts) or any trips to the ER.  I call that a successful holiday... how 'bout you???     

To be perfectly honest, I think you have to be about a moron to harm yourself with the lame excuses for fireworks that they sell to consumers these days.  When I was a kid, you want a lady finger firework to go off while you were still holding it.  Now?  Shit.  While I wouldn't intentionally let one go off while I was still holding it, I have had it happen... didn't do a damn thing.  Didn't really even hurt.  Stung a bit, but that was all.  

Anyway...

My dad, mom, sis & bil & the kids and me... plus our friend Bryan, who always shows up on the 4th.  My brother was camping with his girlfriend in... Wyoming, I think.  Just like last year.  Making their own tradition now, I guess.  ::shrugs::  Such is life.  

We had a good time.  Our former neighbor, Monkey Boy (who cut down my tree, you may recall), his girlfriend and her son came over for a while to watch fireworks, too.  His girlfriend's lil one is absolutely precious.  Just about a cut a kid as you're ever going to run across, me thinks.  And very polite... all that in a 3 yr old body.   

Didn't do much on Friday.  I slept, I hung out with the dogs... went to bed reasonably early.  (For me.)  Saturday was up all day... tired most of it too.  Went to the parade, then hung out all afternoon.  It was a weird ass 4th, cuz it was cool, cloudy and misty the entire day.  Weird... but a pleasant change from the normal heat of the season.  Some in our group were actually wanting jackets when the town's fireworks were being lit.  (Wimps!  ) We shot off our fireworks after the town did theirs.  Then we hung out until the wee morning hours.  Bryan, my nephew, bil & myself were the last ones to call it a night.  It was like... 0220 or so by that time. 

Hung out outside most of yesterday.  Didn't really do too much.  Played with the dogs.  Talked with my mom & sis while we were sitting out on the patio.  Drove mom around to all the car dealerships, looking for a used vehicle for her... didn't really find anything.  Came home grilled chow... probably made it to bed around 0300 or so.

Today has been more of the same, I suppose.  I slept in until 1p or so.  Hope that will get me through the night at work ok... and through IHop Tuesday tomorrow.  If I get through all that, I'll be good to go.   

Steve McNair

Former NFL quarterback, Steve McNair, was murdered over the weekend.  Looks like his mistress shot & killed him and then killed herself.   Though I'm not sure that it's officially been ruled a murder-suicide yet... everything points to that and it sounds as though the police aren't looking for any suspects.  

Interesting.  

I'm not saying he deserved to be shot & killed... but perhaps if he were at home with his wife and kids instead of being out bumping uglies with a (apparently nutty as fuck) 20 yr old, he'd probably not be dead right now.  Who knows why she shot him?  Maybe he was ending it?  Maybe she really was just nutty as fuck.  I have no idea.  

And she wasn't even especially attractive.  Not that she was ugly... but... if you got money & fame... you can do better than that chick.  Seriously... if you're gonna die over pussy... let at it least be some hot shit.  Not average shit.  And... it'd be really fucking stupid to die over that if you're wife's better looking, you know?  (I have no idea what McNair's wife looks like, I'm just saying...) 

I don't consider myself old-fashioned or anything (hardly!), but... I tend to be on the side of thinking it's really not cool to cheat on your spouse.  That being said... that celebrities are the one group of folks that... well, let's just say I'd be far more surprised to learn a celebrity did not cheat than to find out they did.  Only because they are out there and just have tons and tons of people literally throwing themselves at them.  You could be the most faithful spouse in the world and have the best intentions in the world... and get caught up, you know?

I'm not married for a number of reasons.  First and foremost is that I don't need someone in my space 24/7/365.  That wouldn't be good for me, certainly, and may end up being bad for the other person as well.  One of the other reasons is that if I were married I wouldn't want to fuck around on my spouse... on the other hand... I'm not sure I could guarantee that it wouldn't happen.

And yeah, it might actually be different if I were married, but I am hardly a saint in any sense of the word, let alone in the world of sex & relationships & junk like that.  I have always been monogamous in the relationships I've had (to date)... but you have to understand that my track record with long term relationships is very poor.  I'm good for a month... maybe two... then I'm done with the whole thing.  I'm reasonably sure I've never been with anyone much longer than that... maybe three months, tops.  

And if I were?  I'm not sure that I wouldn't go astray if someone more "interesting" (new, would probably be a better term, I suppose...) happened across my path.  And that's just me... in my little exsistence.  That's not some celebrity with... tons and tons of people... throwing themselves at me.  I know I would go astray under those circumstances... no doubt in my mind. 

Anyway... (yet again!)

I have run out of time.  If I'm not too tired after IHop Tuesday, I'll be around to visit everyone in the morning.  Hope everyone had a good weekend, holiday or not. 

Peace!