Reasons why my friends are great and July 4th is more than just a holiday:
1. One of my best friends is marrying the Fruit Pizza King. He chops, he bakes, he decorates by theme using blueberries and strawberry slices. Today's edition featured an American flag.
2. Said FPK and crew proved the theory that men never mature past the emotional age of 13, lighting firecrackers in their bare hands, attempting bribery for someone to launch one from a more inappropriate anatomical entity, picking aggressive man-fights over bean-bag tournaments, and eating popsicles. And we all know how much I love popsicles.
3. Snuggling.
4. Hot dogs.
5. Getting off work by 7.
6. Feeling sorry for Marsh employees, particularly the girl cashier who despondently informed me (after I pulled out the small-talk classic, "So... how late you workin' tonight?"... and no it was not a pick-up attempt) that "We don't close until Thanksgiving"... AND SHE WASN'T EXAGGERATING. This particular Marsh is in fact open 24 hrs/day from now until Turkey Day. (Bummer, I say.)
7. Not getting a speeding ticket since Sunday. Goddamnit.
8. Not working tomorrow... and secretly cackling at every other poor sucker who is. mwahaha. I shall be planting my garden, tiddling around my house in scuzzy t/boxers/flip flops, reading, playing piano... and it's Clean Sheet Day, the best day of the week.
9. Gossip. It's evil, the root of all social discord, and completely wicked, but oh sometimes it's just so good to be bad.
10. "Party Favorites" music channel on digital cable or whatever that was... picture a mix of every wedding/mitzvah classic, blend in some Prince/Madonna/Gin Blossoms/"Proud to be an American", and you've got yourself a bbq soundtrack.
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