Memorial Day

Memorial Day is the official American barbeque day. I honestly think that’s what it means to a lot of Americans. Either that, or just another random name for a three-day weekend.

Holidays are such funny things. Did you spend any time today thinking about those who gave their lives in the service of our country? I did, but only because it was brought up in a conversation with someone. I must admit that most of the time I don’t, which is pathetic because I respect the hell out of those in military service.

So what did I do today? Barbecue, of course! I was over at Julie’s place hanging out with some of The Gang. It was fun, but their pathetic Sunbeam (that should have been the first clue right there) barbeque didn’t work too well. Julie mentioned something about it’s having sat outside throughout the whole El Nino season (clue number two). My steak came out perfectly though. I’m not much of a cook, but I whipped up a killer slab of meat today.

It was cold and windy outside, so we hung out indoors and watched Simpsons re-runs and other miscellaneous television. Rich was annoyingly accurate at calling out the answers to Jeopardy questions. In his own words, “I fucking rule!”. After hearing such poetic utterances, I had to repeat them throughout the evening. They begged me not to encourage him, but what can you do? Sometimes a phrase just gets stuck in your head. Rich said he was going to try to get on Jeopardy. Strangely enough, I think he would do pretty well.


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