TC the Terrible

We skipped the big event on the Mall this year. We did the Mall thing our first year in town, even getting prime seats on the steps of the US Capital building so that block has been checked. But after nearly four hours on the Metro trying to get home we’ve decided to not do that again, at least not until the kids are older.

Despite the asinine fireworks laws in Fairfax County we had a pretty good 4^th. Fireworks that don’t leave the ground are a real let down. And what kind of 4^th is it when you can’t fire Roman Candles at a few close friends? It’s one that you pay for on the 5^th because you substitute booze for cordite.

THE MARINE and his squad came over for the night. Which means beer, and lots of it. He and I went thru more than a few liters before setting off the fireworks. THE WOMAN and HIS WIFE were not amused by some of our antics but the kids had a blast and no one lost a finger. And none of our stuff had debris fall off when we lit the fuse.  Not that it would matter if it did since the law prohibits cool shit that flies up in the sky and blows up. Ass clowns.

But back to the beer, he brought over some micro brew stuff that was phenomenal. I need to invest in a couple of bottles of that stuff.  Hopefully THE MARINE remembers where he got it.  Or can at least figure it out before he leaves town.

This morning it was back to the suck job. After five days of sleeping in it was a bitch to roll out on time and catch the bus. The two plus liters of beer still in the system didn’t help out any. I’ve taken two Goody’s powders this morning and guzzled about a half gallon of water and it’s barely taken the edge off. Maybe I am getting old after all.

Welcome to the working man’s holiday edition. We’re under the ever nebulous and definition morphing “diminished manning” rules here today. Normally I’d be one of the guys at the house today but I got busy last week and forgot to drop my vacation request in time. NEW GUY is here because, well, he’s low man on the pole and that’s just how life is.

I’d love to be home today watching Anika and that Big Gal shoot it out today. This is the way a U. S. Open should be played. The two best in the tourney taking it to an extra day is going to be a great finish. Not that shooting a full 36 yesterday wasn’t exciting enough and compared to the men’s open this stands to be a better finish.

I’ve got THE BOY with me at the office today, at least for the first few hours. THE WOMAN is behind in her school work and needed some peace and quite around the house. He rides the Metro like a champ and I’ve put him to work here. He’s got some ‘homework’ pages that are supposed to build his reading skills. His morning has also been full of punching holes in pages and putting them into three ring binders. Government work comes easy to him. That says something about today’s Federal Workers.

I had a run in with SDSM’s swim coach this morning. It turns out he’s a bigger prick than I am, but more on that later.