Happy Early Fourth

Went golfing this morning... my arms want to drop off. I could've sworn that my bag had a shoulder strap, but no. I've now carted my weight in clubs a good mile or so, and I kinda want to die.

To make matters worse, my wonderful city is ousting its normal fireworks show because Larry the Cable Guy is coming to town tomorrow. I don't think it gets much worse than that... be glad that you live in places that, you know, put more importance on celebrating our independent (ha?) nation than a chubby comedian of the redneck variety.

Regardless of how you celebrate it though, be safe, have fun, an I'll see you on Monday.