It’s that time of year again. You know, when you have the all-American burger and plump hot dog with a cold coke or frosty beer. Cheery pie and water melon for dessert. The time of sparklers and firecrackers, friends with time off, box office premieres and summer sales on every block.

But uh, fuck, I’ll probably stay inside and have me a good old-fashion cup noodle on this Fourth of July, and maybe light a candle. You may think I deserve it– I probably do. At least it’s better than beef bullion in water with a glass of kool-aid.

I haven’t posted here in a while. I doubt anyone really cares if I croak tomorrow. Though, I am concerned about PJ not keeping up with the daily threads. I noticed that he had started a Saturday thread draft but didn’t publish it. Maybe he’s sick, maybe sick of the blog. I don’t know. Live long and prosper.