Ahhh, Friday. Thank Bubba It’s Friday. (Bubba’s the guy who runs the counter where I buy my beer). And it’s a long weekend for most people. Memorial Day is the unofficial start to Summer!
And that’s awful. Not Memorial Day, I think that’s great that we have a day to recognize this country’s soldiers, we should have more actually. No, my problem is the start of Summer. It’s goddamn hot in South Carolina in the Summer time. Before any of you get snotty and say “Well, you can just MOVE if you don’t like it!”, you can kiss my ass.
It’s kind of difficult to “just” move. When you have a home that you can’t sell, and a job that you can’t leave, it’s not that simple you see. So I suffer the Summer scorchers as best I can. Usually I do that by not going outdoors at all unless absolutely necessary. But that leads to a problem because I can’t grill in the house. It’s “bad” for you they say. Bah. And I intend to cook lots of animals on my grill this weekend and this summer, so I have to brave the elements in an effort to gorge myself on sweet, sweet animal flesh.
Anyhow, it’s a weekend of remembrance, it’s a weekend of relaxation and it’s a weekend of drinking unholy amounts of cheap Miller Lite beer. Here’s to the Punch Top Cans and here’s to the U.S.A. Have a great Memorial Day weekend everyone.