It’s a good thing that I got an extra day off this Memorial Day weekend.  I don’t think I could have made it in today.

THE WOMAN and I had our first cook out at the new place this past Sunday.  Of course just as the guests started to arrive the fucking bottom fell out of the sky.  Thankfully we only had a few couples (and all of their kids) over so we had room for everyone inside.  I cooked the steaks, veggies, dogs, and other stuff in the downpour.  But that was cool because I had my golf umbrella and that at least kept the meat dry.

We went thru a ton of beer and scotch.  Well, at least a ton for old married people that had to go home at the end of the night.  All in all it was a good night.  But I paid for it the next morning.

The neighbors in the cove had a group cook out yesterday too.  But it was no fun for us.  Everyone else there have been friends for years so we were left out of most of the conversations and in-jokes.  Plus, the guy doing the cooking burned the shit out of the burgers and dogs.  The beer was all that cheap Bud and Miller crap, plus some funky assed wine coolers.  We have got to raise the standards around here.