Happy Fourth of July world! You know what this day means to me? Fireworks, and hot temperatures, and crowded fair grounds. And that's it. Too bad we have no particular reason to celebrate these holidays anymore except tradition- and sometimes tradition can be a good thing...so long as it doesn't harm anyone or tell anybody that they're wrong.
I just came from work, both last night and today. My manager was incredibly mean to me last night, I suspect in response to her finding out that I am leaving in two weeks - she takes things like that kind of personally. Today on the other hand was a smexilant day at work - I had 3 tables total and hours to kill before finally getting to go home. But we had a helluv a time playing around with thumb condoms and dancing to rave music in an Irish pub. Yup. Happy Fourth it is, when the tourists come flooded and the locals get feisty!
Now I'm about to take off for a lovely long drive across the valley to Placerville for a visit to the people who are likely reading this blog. It's a journey that is always new, every time. It hearkens me back to a book I used to read called The Wheel Of Time. The characters were on this quest to discover something, and it was on the journey along the way that the exciting stuff all happened. They made new friends from strangers, ate at many-a pub and slept in inns, got lost in forests, fought monsters and traversed treacherous countryside. The end puts them in a new place, slightly changed but generally the same smalltown kids just a bit more grown up. Of course, they go on to save the world...and who's to say our lives are any different? Not I.
Smile, this is all a big story and you're the hero.
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