My in-laws will be arriving the evening of the 16th and departing the morning of the 21st.

My parents will be arriving sometime on the 14th and departing sometime on the 18th.

Only two whole days with all four of them?

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!!!!!!!!

Reported today that the USS Harry S. Truman CVN-75 will be arriving home on Sunday.

One guess as to who has duty on Sunday?

I find it amusing, since being angry over it won't help.  Oh, the irony.

 
On behalf of those that think that the Navy lives a "TOP GUN" existence, those people that have watched one too many episodes of JAG, and think that Navy life is glamorous; here are a few suggestions on how to experience the real Navy life, right in the comfort of your own home!
 

Buy a dumpster, paint it gray and live in it for 6 months straight.
 

Run all of the piping and wires inside your house on the outside of the walls.
 

Pump 10 inches of nasty, crappy water into your basement, then pump it out, clean up, and paint the basement "deck gray"
 

Every couple of weeks, dress up in your best clothes and go the scummiest part of town, find the most run down, trashy bar you can, pay $10 per beer until you're hammered, then walk home in the freezing cold.
 

Perform a weekly disassembly and inspection of your lawnmower.
 

On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays turn your water temperature up to 200 degrees, then on Tuesday and Thursday turn it down to 10 degrees.
 

On Saturdays, and Sundays declare to your entire family that they used too much water during the week, so all showering is secured.
 

Raise your bed to within 6 inches of the ceiling.
 

Have your next door neighbor come over each day at 5am, and blow a whistle so loud that Helen Keller could hear it and shout "Reveille, Reveille, all hands heave out and trice up".
 

Have your mother-in-law write down everything she's going to do the following day, then have her make you stand in the back yard at 6am and read it to you.
 

Eat the raunchiest Mexican food you can find for three days straight, then lock the bathroom door for 12 hours, and hang a sign on it that reads "Secured - contact OA DIV at X-3053"
 

Submit a request form to your father-in-law, asking if it's ok for you to leave your house before 3pm.
 

Invite 200 of your not-so-closest friends to come over, then board up all the windows and doors to your house for 6 months. After the 6 months is up, take down the boards, and since you're on duty, wave at your friends and family through the front window of your home...you can't leave until the next day.
 

Shower with above-mentioned friends.
 

Make your family qualify to operate all the appliances in your home(i.e. Dishwasher operator, blender technician, etc.)
 

Walk around your car for 4 hours checking the tire pressure every 15 minutes.
 

Sit in your car and let it run for 4 hours before going anywhere. This is to ensure your engine is properly "lit off".
 

Empty all the garbage bins in your house, and sweep your driveway 3 times a day, whether they need it or not.
 

Repaint your entire house once a month.
 

Cook all of your food blindfolded, groping for any spice and seasoning you can get your hands on.
 

Have your neighbor collect all your mail for a month, randomly losing every 5th item.
 

Spend $20,000 on a satellite system for your TV, but only watch CNN and the Weather Channel.
 

Have your 5-year-old cousin give you a haircut with goat shears.
 

Sew back pockets to the front of your pants.
 

Spend 2 weeks in the red-light districts of Europe, and call it "world travel".
 

Attempt to spend 5 years working at McDonalds, and NOT get promoted.
 

Ensure that any promotions you do get are from stepping on the dead bodies of your co-workers.
 

Needle gun the aluminum siding on your house after your neighbors have gone to bed.
 

When your children are in bed, run into their room with a megaphone, and shout at the top of your lungs that your home is under attack, and order them to man their battle stations.
 

Post a menu on the refrigerator door informing your family that you are having steak for dinner. Then make them wait in line for at least an hour, when they finally get to the kitchen, tell them that you are out of steak, but you have dried ham or hot dogs. Repeat daily until they don't pay attention to the menu any more they just ask for hot dogs.
 

In the middle of January, place a podium at the end of your driveway. Have you family stand watches at the podium, rotating at 4-hour intervals.
 

Lock yourself and your family in your house for 6 weeks. Then tell them that at the end of the 6th week you're going to take them to Disneyland for "weekend liberty". When the end of the 6th week rolls around, inform them that Disneyland has been cancelled due to the fact that they need to get ready for E-cert, and that it will be another week before they can leave the house.
 

Buy half the number of single beds you need for your family and have them sleep in shifts (hot racking).
 

Put a three inch deep pan (same size as single bed) and tell faimily members that all their earthly possessions must fit in the pan.
 

Insist that family members wear summer clothes until two weeks after the first hard freeze and wear winter weigth clothing until the 1st of July.
 

Shut down the toilets 4 hours each day and vent the sewers into the house to simulate blowing sanitaries.
 
For the submariners:
 

Sleep on the shelf in your closet. Replace the closet door with a curtain. Two to three hours after you fall asleep, have your wife whip open the curtain, shine a flashlight in your eyes, and mumble "Sorry, wrong rack".
 

Repeat back everything anyone says to you.
 

Spend as much time as possible indoors and avoid sun light. Only view the world through the peep hole on your front door.
 

Renovate your bathroom. Build a wall across the middle of your bathtub and move the shower head down to chest level. Shower once a week. Use no more than 2 gallons of water per shower.
 

Buy a trash compactor and use it once a week. Store garbage in the other side of your bathtub.
 

Sit in your car for six hours a day with your hands on the wheel and the motor running, but don't go anywhere. Install 200 extra oil temperature gauges. Take logs on all gages and indicators every 30 minutes.
 

Put lube oil in your humidifier instead of water and set it to "High".
 

Watch only unknown movies with no major stars on TV and then, only at night. Have your family vote on which movie to watch, then watch a different one.
 

Don't do your wash at home. Pick the most crowded laundromat you can find.
 

(Optional for Nukes and A-Div) Leave lawnmower running in your living room six hours a day for proper noise level.
 

Have the paperboy give you a haircut.
 

Take hourly readings on your electric and water meters.
 

Invite guests, but don't have enough food for them.
 

Buy a broken exercise bicycle and strap it down to the floor in your kitchen.
 

Eat only food that you get out of a can or have to add water to.
 

Wake up every night at midnight and have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on stale bread. (Optional- cold beans and weenies, canned ravioli or soup).
 

Make up your family menu a week ahead of time without looking in your food cabinets or refrigerator.
 

Set your alarm clock to go off at random times during the night. When it goes off, jump out of bed and get dressed as fast as you can, then run to your kitchen with the garden hose while wearing a scuba mask.
 

Once a month take every major appliance completely apart and then put them back together. Ensure you have parts left over.
 

Turn all of the lights on in the house. Leave them on all of the time.
 

Take a kitchen pan and large spoon. Walk through all of the bedrooms a odd hours through the day while banging on the pan.
 

Turn the TV to the TVland channel. Watch nothing but 20 year old re-runs.
 

Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday afternoon, put a pair of your wife's panty hose over your eyes and have a family member yell fire from another room. You must find them and carry them to safety.
 

Take the panty hose used above, fill it full of garbage from the garbage can. Load it with 25 pounds of scrap iron and flush it down the toilet. Don't worry, it will fit. If it doesn't, put it in the freezer until you surface in about 90 days. 

Well.  Friday drinkies was fun and we won't go into the whole 'don't go down on me' comment that Todd received.
 
Saturday, was awoken to the sound of the phone ringing at 5am.  That fucker.  But you know I'm only going to complain but so much, seeing as they were getting ready to take the phones down for the next few days or so.
 
Then saw the arrival of my lawn boys.  They took care of the mowing and edging, so the lawn looks good...for now.  Whilst they were busy outside, I was busy inside.  I got all the tape up on the drywall - inadvertantly realizing that I got the really good tape that does not require a bed of mud to rest on before putting it up, unlike the paper tape kind.  But then it was on to the mudding aspect, which was a pain in the ass.  Especially with three cats that thought it was fun to get in the way.  Gomez was trying to eat the shit, which does not bode well for the whole 'hopefully another SMART cat this time' thing. 
 
Once the mudding was completed, helped Joe pick up outside and then settled in for the night with Bob.  We ordered some pizza, after making a run to the evil Farm Fresh for bananas and chocolate ice cream.  Watched Secret Window with Johnny Depp and was pleasantly surprised that they did such a good job on another of Stephen King's novellas.  Was hoping to give Bob nightmares, since it is a good thriller, but found out Sunday it didn't work.
 
Sunday bowling went fine - hit my average the first two games anyway.  At least we took 5 instead of our usual 2 points.  After that, the SASSI meeting, then homeward bound.  More mudding, since one coat was not going to be enough anyway.  I should be able to start the sanding process on it tonight.  I'm hoping to get at least a primer on the walls and ceiling before the butthead comes home. 
 
This is going to be a busy week for me.  If I seem out of touch after work hours, it's because I'm shopping somewhere, cleaning something, or knee deep in sand paper and paint.
 

Though some of these you may not get, because of military terms, the majority of them you will. This made my morning:

Once upon a time, there was a SPC Schwarz stationed with the Army in the Balkans. SPC Schwarz was either very clever or very bored; but probably both, since he managed to attempt or be warned about 213 things he wasn't allowed to do. He collected those things into a hillarious list and posted them to the web.

1. Not allowed to watch Southpark when I'm supposed to be working.
2. My proper military title is 'Specialist Schwarz' not 'Princess Anastasia'.
3. Not allowed to threaten anyone with black magic.
4. Not allowed to challenge anyone's disbelief of black magic by asking for hair.
5. Not allowed to get silicone breast implants.
6. Not allowed to play 'Pulp Fiction' with a suction-cup dart pistol and any officer.
7. Not allowed to add 'In accordance with the prophesy' to the end of answers I give to a question an officer asks me.
8. Not allowed to add pictures of officers I don't like to War Criminal posters.
9. Not allowed to title any product 'Get Over it'.
10. Not allowed to purchase anyone's soul on Government time.
11. Not allowed to join the communist party.
12. Not allowed to join any militia.
13. Not allowed to form any militia.
14. Not allowed out of my office when the president visited Sarajevo.
15. Not allowed to train adopted stray dogs to 'Sic Brass!'
16. Must get a haircut even if it tampers with my 'Sampson like powers'.
17. God may not contradict any of my orders.
18. May no longer perform my now (in)famous 'Barbie Girl Dance' while on duty.
19. May not call any officers immoral, untrustworthy, lying, slime, even if I'm right.
20. Must not taunt the French any more.
21. Must attempt to not antagonize SAS.
22. Must never call an SAS a 'Wanker'.
23. Must never ask anyone who outranks me if they've been smoking crack.
24. Must not tell any officer that I am smarter than they are, especially if it's true.
25. Never confuse a Dutch soldier for a French one.
26. Never tell a German soldier that 'We kicked your ass in World War 2!'
27. Don't tell Princess Di jokes in front of the paras (British Airborne).
28. Don't take the batteries out of the other soldiers alarm clocks (Even if they do hit snooze about forty times).
29. The Irish MPs are not after 'Me frosted lucky charms'.
30. Not allowed to wake an Non-Commissioned Officer by repeatedly banging on the head with a bag of trash.
31. Not allowed to let sock puppets take responsibility for any of my actions.
32. Not allowed to let sock puppets take command of my post.
33. Not allowed to chew gum at formation, unless I brought enough for everybody.
34. (Next day) Not allowed to chew gum at formation even if I *did* bring enough for everybody.
35. Not allowed to sing 'High Speed Dirt' by Megadeth during airborne operations. ('See the earth below/Soon to make a crater/Blue sky, black death, I'm off to meet my maker')
36. Can't have flashbacks to wars I was not in. (The Spanish-American War isn't over).
37. Our medic is called 'Sgt Larwasa', not 'Dr. Feelgood'.
38. Our supply Sgt is 'Sgt Watkins' not 'Sugar Daddy'.
39. Not allowed to ask for the day off due to religious purposes, on the basis that the world is going to end, more than once.
40. I do not have super-powers.
41. 'Keep on Trucking' is *not* a psychological warfare message.
42. Not allowed to attempt to appeal to mankind's baser instincts in recruitment posters.
43. Camouflage body paint is not a uniform.
44. I am not the atheist chaplain.
45. I am not allowed to 'Go to Bragg boulevard and shake daddies little money maker for twenties stuffed into my undies'.
46. I am not authorized to fire officers.
47. I am not a citizen of Texas, and those other, forty-nine, lesser states.
48. I may not use public masturbation as a tool to demonstrate a flaw in a command decision.
49. Not allowed to trade military equipment for 'magic beans'.
50. Not allowed to sell magic beans during duty hours.
51. Not allowed to quote 'Dr Seuss' on military operations.
52. Not allowed to yell 'Take that Cobra' at the rifle range.
53. Not allowed to quote 'Full Metal Jacket ' at the rifle range.
54. 'Napalm sticks to kids' is *not* a motivational phrase.
55. An order to 'Put Kiwi on my boots' does *not* involve fruit.
56. An order to 'Make my Boots black and shiny' does not involve electrical tape.
57. The proper response to a lawful order is not 'Why?'
58. The following words and phrases may not be used in a cadence- Budding sexuality, necrophilia, I hate everyone in this formation and wish they were dead, sexual lubrication, black earth mother, all Marines are latent homosexuals, Tantric yoga, Gotterdammerung, Korean hooker, Eskimo Nell, we've all got jackboots now, slut puppy, or any references to squid.
59. May not make posters depicting the leadership failings of my chain of command.
60. 'The Giant Space Ants' are not at the top of my chain of command.
61. If one soldier has a 2nd Lt bar on his uniform, and I have an E-4 on mine It means he outranks me. It does not mean 'I have been promoted three more times than you'.
62. It is better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission, no longer applies to Specialist Schwarz.
63. Command decisions do *not* need to be ratified by a 2/3 majority.
64. Inflatable novelties do *not* entitle me to BAQ or Separation pay.
65. There are no evil clowns living under my bed.
66. There is no 'Anti-Mime' campaign in Bosnia.
67. I am not the Psychological Warfare Mascot.
68. I may not line my helmet with tin foil to 'Block out the space mind control lasers'.
69. May not pretend to be a facist stormtrooper, while on duty.
70. I am not authorized to prescribe any form of medication.
71. I must not flaunt my deviances in front of my chain of command.
72. May not wear gimp mask while on duty.
73. No military functions are to be performed 'Skyclad'.
74. Woad is not camouflage makeup.
75. May not conduct psychological experiments on my chain of command.
76. "Teddy Bear, Teddy bear, turn around" is *not* a cadence.
77. The MP checkpoint is not an Imperial Stormtrooper roadblock, so I should not tell them "You don't need to see my identification, these are not the droids you are looking for."
78. I may not call block my chain of command.
79. I am neither the king nor queen of cheese.
80. Not allowed to wear a dress to any army functions.
81. May not bring a drag queen to the battalion formal dance.
82. May not form any press gangs.
83. Must not start any SITREP (Situation Report) with "I recently had an experience I just had to write you about...."
84. Must not use military vehicles to 'Squish' things.
85. Not allowed to make any Psychological Warfare products depicting the infamous Ft. Bragg sniper incident.
86. May not challenge anyone in my chain of command to the 'field of honor'.
87. If the thought of something makes me giggle for longer than 15 seconds, I am to assume that I am not allowed to do it.
88. Must not refer to 1st Sgt as 'Mom'.
89. Must not refer to the Commander as 'Dad'.
90. Inflatable sheep do *not* need to be displayed during a room inspection.
91. I am not authorized to initiate Jihad.
92. When asked to give a few words at a military ceremony 'Romper Bomper Stomper Boo' is probably not appropriate.
93. Nerve gas is not funny.
94. Crucifixes do not ward off officers, and I should not test that.
95. I am not in need of a more suitable host body.
96. 'Redneck Zombies' is not a military training aid.
97. Gozer does not dwell in my refrigerator.
98. The proper response to a chemical weapon attack is not 'Tell my chain of command what I really think about them, and then poke holes in their masks.'
99. A smiley face is not used to mark a minefield.
100. Claymore mines are not filled with yummy candy, and it is wrong to tell new soldiers that they are.
101. I am not allowed to mount a bayonet on a crew-served weapon.
102. Rodents are not entitled to burial with full military honors, even if they are "casualties of war".
103. My commander is not old enough to have fought in the civil war, and I should stop implying that he did.
104. Vodka, green food coloring, and a 'Cool Mint' Listerine® bottle is not a good combination.
105. I am not allowed to bum cigarettes off of anyone under twelve.
106. I may not trade my rifle for any of the following: Cigarettes, booze, sexual favors, Kalishnikovs, Soviet Armored vehicles, small children, or bootleg CD's.
107. Must not mock command decisions in front of the press.
108. Should not taunt members of the press, even if they are really fat, exceptionally stupid, and working for UPI.
109. I am not authorized to change national policy in Eastern Europe.
110. Never, ever, attempt to correct a Green Beret officer about anything.
111. I am not qualified to operate any US, German, Polish, or Russian Armored vehicles.
112. When saluting a 'leg' officer, an appropriate greeting is not "Airborne leads the wa- oh...sorry sir".
113. There is absolutely no need to emulate the people from 'Full Monty' every time I hear the song "Hot Stuff".
114. I cannot trade my CO to the Russians.
115. I should not speculate on the penis size of anyone who outranks me.
116. Crucifying mice - bad idea.
117. Must not use government equipment to bootleg pornography.
118. Burn pits for classified material are not revel fires - therefore it is wrong to dance naked around them.
119. I cannot arrest children for being rude.
120. An EO briefing is probably not the best place to unveil my newest off color joke.
121. I should not use government resources to 'waterproof' dirty magazines.
122. Radioactive material should not be stored in the barracks.
123. I should not teach other soldiers to say offensive and crude things in Albanian, under the guise of teaching them how to say potentially useful phrases.
124. Two drink limit does not mean first and last.
125. Two drink limit does not mean two kinds of drinks.
126. Two drink limit does not mean the drinks can be as large as I like.
127. "No Drinking Of Alcoholic Beverages" does not imply that a Jack Daniel's ® IV is acceptable.
128. "Shpadoinkle" is not a real word.
129. The Microsoft ® "Dancing Paperclip" is not authorized to countermand any orders.
130. "I'm drunk" is a bad answer to any question posed by my commander.
131. No dancing in the turret. This especially applies in conjunction with rule #113.
132. The loudspeaker system is not a forum to voice my ideas.
133. The loudspeaker system is not to be used to replace the radio.
134. The loudspeaker system is not to be used to broadcast the soundtrack to a porno movie.
135. An order to put polish on my boots means the whole boot.
136. Shouting 'Let's do the village! Let's do the whole f**king village!' while out on a mission is bad.
137. Should not show up at the front gate wearing part of a Russian uniform, messily drunk.
138. Even if my commander did it.
139. Must not teach interpreters how to make "MRE" bombs.
140. I am not authorized to sell mineral rights.
141. Not allowed to use a broadsword to disprove 'The Pen is Mightier than the sword'.
142. 'Calvin-Ball' is not authorized PT.
143. I do not need to keep a 'range card' by my window.
144. 'K-Pot, LBE, and a thin coat of Break-free' is not an authorized uniform.
145. I should not drink three quarts of blue food coloring before a urine test.
146. Nor should I drink three quarts of red food coloring, and scream during the same.
147. I should not threaten suicide with pop rocks and Coke ®.
148. Putting red 'Mike and Ike's' ® into a prescription medicine bottle, and then eating them all in a formation is not funny.
149. Must not create new DOD forms, then insist they be filled out.
150. On Sports Day PT, a wedgie is not considered a legal tackle.
151. The proper way to report to my Commander is 'Specialist Schwarz, reporting as ordered, Sir' not 'You can't prove a thing!'
152. The following items do not exist: Keys to the Drop Zone, A box of grid squares, blinker fluid, winter air for tires, canopy lights, or Chem-Light ® batteries.
153. I should not assign new privates to 'guard the flight line'.
154. Shouldn't treat 'piss-bottles' with extra-strength icy hot.
155. Teaching Albanian children to taunt other soldiers is not nice.
156. I will no longer perform 'lap-dances' while in uniform.
157. If I take the uniform off, in the course of the lap-dance, it still counts.
158. The revolution is not now.
159. When detained by MP's, I do not have a right to a strip search.
160. No part of the military uniform is edible.
161. Bodychecking General officers is not a good idea.
162. Past lives have absolutely no effect on the chain of command.
163. Take that hat off.
164. There is no such thing as a were-virgin.
165. I do not get 'that time of month'.
166. No, the pants are not optional.
167. Not allowed to operate a business out of the barracks.
168. Especially not a pornographic movie studio.
169. Not even if they *are* 'especially patriotic films'
170. Not allowed to 'defect' to OPFOR during training missions.
171. On training missions, try not to shoot down the General's helicopter.
172. 'A full magazine and some privacy' is not the way to help a potential suicide.
173. I am not allowed to create new levels of security clearance.
174. Furby ® is not allowed into classified areas. (I swear to the gods, I did not make that up, it's actually DOD policy).
175. We do not 'charge into battle, naked, like the Celts'.
176. Any device that can crawl across the table on medium, does not need to be brought into the office.
177. I am not to refer to a formation as 'the boxy rectangle thingie'.
178. I am not 'A lesbian trapped in a man's body'.
179. On Army documents, my race is not 'Other'.
180. Nor is it 'Secretariat, in the third'.
181. Pok?n® trainer is not an MOS.
182. There is no FM for 'wall-to-wall counseling'.
183. My chain of command has neither the time, nor the inclination to hear about what I did with six boxes of Fruit Roll-Ups. ®
184. When operating a military vehicle I may *not* attempt something 'I saw in a cartoon'.
185. My name is not a killing word.
186. I am not the Emperor of anything.
187. Must not taunt officers in the throes of nicotine withdrawal, with cigarettes.
188. May not challenge officers to 'Meet me on the field of honor, at dawn'.
189. Do not dare SERE graduates to eat bugs. They will always do it.
190. Must not make s'mores while on guard duty.
191. Our Humvees cannot be assembled into a giant battle-robot.
192. The proper response to a briefing is not 'That's what you think'.
193. The Masons, and Gray Aliens are not in our chain of command.
194. Shouldn't take incriminating photos of my chain of command.
195. Shouldn't use Photoshop ® to create incriminating photos of my chain of command.
196. I am not allowed to give tattoos.
197. I am not allowed to sing 'Henry the VIII I am' until verse 68 ever again.
198. Not allowed to lead a 'Coup' during training missions.
199. I should not confess to crimes that took place before I was born.
200. My chain of command is not interested in why I 'just happen' to have a kilt, an inflatable sheep, and a box of rubber bands in the back of my car.
201. Must not valiantly push officers onto hand grenades to save the squad.
202. Despite the confusing similarity in the names, the "Safety Dance" and the "Safety Briefing" are never to be combined.
203. 'To conquer the earth with an army of flying monkeys" is a bad long term goal to give the re-enlistment NCO.
204. NEVER nail a stuffed bunny to a cross and put it up in front of the Battalion Headquarters sign as an "Easter Desecration."
205. Don't write up false gigs on a HMMWV PMCS. ("Broken clutch pedal", "Number three turbine has frequent flame-outs", "flux capacitor emits loud whine when engaged")
206. Not allowed to get shot.
207. The Chicken and Rice MRE is *not* a personal lubricant. (Skippy wanted this noted for the record that this is not something he has ever attempted or considered! It was something we heard at dinner on 22 September 2001 and it was just so obscene it had to go here.)
208. Not allowed to play into the deluded fantasies of the civlians who are "hearing conversations" from the NSA, FBI, CIA and KGB due to the microchip the aliens implanted in their brain.
209. An airsickness bag is to be used for airsickness *only*. (Also not a Skippy-ism...this was the same dinner.)
210. Must not make T-shirts up depciting a pig with the writing "Eat Pork or Die" in Arabic to bring as civilian attire when preparing to deploy to a primarily Muslim country.
211. Don't ask LTC Steele to sign my copy of Blackhawk Down.
212. Must not go on nine deployments in six years that require a security clearance that I don't have, even if the Army tells me repeatedly that I have one and I have no reason to question them.
213. Do not convince NCO's that their razorbumps are the result of microscopic parasites.

The first word uttered out of my mouth this morning. At 3:00AM. As the phone starts to ring. The next word? Fucker.

And yes, it was Steven.

No, there will be no weekend update today. The weekend fucking sucked and I'm not in the mood to talk about it.

Took down the wishlist and b-day countdown because I no longer care.

Chas: I know that we will still see you from time to time, but it still hurt to see you go. Know that a piece of me left with you. I know that you will find many friends in Atlanta who will adore you as we have.

Harry Potter thought:

Harry cannot kill Voldemort or vice versa. Not unless either one of them gets a new wand. "The wands are brothers and will not work properly against each other." (Book 4, pg. 697) You read what happened when they were forced to do battle against each other.

Not much going on this past weekend. Saturday was gaming night at the house and much to my displeasure - no one died. I tried, well, I probably could have tried harder but I don't want to be vindictive or anything. :)

Viv came to mow the back 40 on Sunday. Of course, with all the rain, the front really needs to be done now too. I'll probably hit it at some point this week. After I find the frickin' shit for the weedeater.

Did absolutely nothing for the evening of the Fourth. Was in bed by the time I heard the fireworks going off.

Monday was another day of laziness on my part. To be frank, it was too frickin' hot outside to do much of anything. I did take a drive, did a little shopping, and then decided I would be better off at home in my air conditioning.

I did receive a call from Steve this past weekend. The fucker is having a good time in Italy. He's going to the Isle of Capri today.

I hate him.

I have updated both the albums listed in the prior post yet again. A couple of Bailey pics and the ones I took at dinner the other night.

Enjoy!

Just thought that need to be said. I'm getting just a wee bit cranky these days.

And if you have to guess why, you don't know me as well as you thought you did.

TRACY: Do you have a set of the Medicine Cards?