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Ever'thin' that four walls would ever want to see

Well, another early night, it seems. Strange, but here it is a three day holiday weekend and I seem to have been gettin' to bed at least as early as my usual bedtime, if not earlier. But then again, I have had early mornin' plans on ever' day of the weekend, what with the early zoo tour both yesterday and this mornin'. Tomorrow mornin' we have the Memorial Day Celebration on the courthouse square, and then I am a part of the team that goes around to all the county cemeteries and puts up the flags. It ain't really all that hard. We got some two piece flag poles, with clips for the flags on one part. You just clip the flag on, slide that pole into to the other, and slide the whole thing into a pipe already in the ground. This is my third or fourth year to do it, so I am an old hand. It takes about an hour or an hour and a half after the ceremony to put the flags up, then we have to go back about dusk and take them down.

I am really, really needin' a vacation, a place to get away. I had actually thought I would do that last weekend, but that is one of the reasons I no longer have an assistant, because I was afraid to leave my office in her hands for three or four days. I was of the impression that I could not depend upon her to do what was in the best interest of my business when such conflicted with her own personal wants and needs. I did take the few days off, kind of, just to watch what occurred when I did not go in, and what I suspected proved to be true.

So, here comes a good three day vacation, and I am stuck in town. I probably would not have signed up to do the zoo tours if I had not already had to hang around to do the Memorial Day ceremony and put up the flags. I suppose I could ditch it. But there really are not that many in our Post who are young enough any longer to do the labor. Plus I am second in command. Obligations, responsibilities, but to tell you the truth. This is Memorial Day, the day we remember the sacrifices made by those who did not return from servin' our country. They gave ever'thin' for us. My foregoin' a three day weekend seems like such a small sacrifice in return, doncha think?

Anyway, I am guessin' I don't have carpal tunnel syndrome, as my wrists no longer hurt me. All the pain seems to be centered in my elbow pit. I guess my plan on havin' my arm cut off at the wrist and gettin' me a neat hook like that kitten on Susie's blog is naught for now, huh?

It is hot here. Almost June in Texas. If'n it wasn't hot, it would be strange. It only gets worse from here on out until sometime in mid to late September. I just got out of the bathtub and ever' one of my 47 pairs of underwear are dirty. I need to do a load. As such, if these four walls had eyes --- and night vision --- they would be able to see my navel in all of its glory, as well as several other choice body parts. However, it is dark. I can see the navel from the ambient light emitted from the monitor as I type this and it looks clean, really clean. I guess I did a good job in the bathtub. The cherry mole is still there as well. No signs of hanky panky. I would end this report right here, but I need a favor. I want to be able to read somethin' from our troops on the front lines tomorrow that would be appropriate for Memorial Day. If any of ya'll have a link to such, leave it here in the comments so that I can print it out before I go to the ceremony tomorrow mornin'. That concludes our business for this evenin'. End of report.

Posted by notGeorge at May 30, 2004 10:11 PM | TrackBack