Nothing like getting together with friends and family for some down-time on a holiday weekend. My sis & b-i-l had a party last night, where much fun was had, much wine was drunk, and much booty was shaken. Would've been nice if my niece had been able to attend, but being a college student, it was too hard for her to say "no" to time-and-a-half pay to work her retail job instead. (Needless to say, she isn't employed by The Evil Empire, whose sins against its employees are too numerous to list here. )
Those of us who still have jobs have reason to celebrate today, although having our benefits cut, our salaries frozen, and our retirement funds pilfered, there's not that much to feel jolly about.
Maybe a little more Lee Dorsey will help cheer us up:
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So I take the day off with the family and miss an intell post...almost.
ReplyDeleteBeside being grateful that I do not work at Hell-Mart, I am also grateful that I do not work in a coal mine...funky, or no.
I don't know why, but I was of the mind that your sister lived elsewhere. I trust that your head and your booty survived unbroken ;-)
Jaded, surely you don't think I'd move all the way down here to Bubbaville if I didn't have some kinfolk in the neighborhood, do you? (I wouldn't move here for a MAN, that's for sure!) (Unless he had a really big . . . heart.)
ReplyDeleteActually, I live in downtown Bubbaville. My sister lives outside the "city limits" in -- I kid you not -- Cracker's Neck.
Cracker's Neck? Ok, I backwashed on my merlot with that one. Har har har.
ReplyDeleteWait...for got to add this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JGsz7kJR9U0
ReplyDeletejeez...make that FORGOT
ReplyDeleteThis is the first Labor Day that I have not worked in the past 9 years. Being in the hotel business it can a a 24/7 job.
ReplyDeleteLet's toast to the real American workers on this our day.
Tyler and I hung out from Friday night till Sunday evening, today I just rattled around by myself.
ReplyDeleteGlad you and your booty spent the weekend well :-)
Jaded, that song is so bad on so many levels. (I just e-mailed you photographic proof of Cracker's Neck's existence, too.)
ReplyDeleteChimp, glad you had the day off. Hope it was with pay!
Thanks, Doug. Today was a day for booty rest.
I haven't looked at the email as yet...meanwhile, he he he he.
ReplyDeleteBooty shaking and too much wine sounds like my kind of party. I mean, I could get down with that kind of an event if you ever wanted to expand your circle of booty shaking wine drinking friends.
ReplyDeletePeach, I don't know if it'd be legal for two redheads with wine-drinking, booty-shaking proclivities to be in the same zip code at the same time ... but it'd be a good time, I'm sure.
ReplyDeleteWhoaaaaaaa. Me me me me...I used to have auburn hair...does that count? DO.NOT.ASK.WHAT.HAPPENED.TO.IT.
ReplyDeleteCome on, I'm really a fun guy...well, except for the warts, and jungle rot...and all.
I want to know what happened to your hair, jj.
ReplyDeleteIt got tired.
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