For some reason I’ve been saying things with an “ur” enunciation when humoring myself lately. Guess I’m trying to make it sound as redneck as possible.
Tomorrow is Independence Day.
Independence from healthcare, decency, human dignity, intelligence…
I’ll be grilling ribs for dinner and finally cracking into the loaf of braided sourdough bread mom bought at the farmer’s market. Over the last few weeks I’ve procured a bunch of sparkle fountain fireworks so I’ll have a nice light show after dinner.
Saturday we’ll be going to eldest brother’s for another cookout. His wife will be making her Cowboy Beans. I could eat that just by itself. I think my aunt and cuz will be there but I’m not sure.
Mostly though I’m gonna chill out tomorrow, eat some more gummies and mourn the death of democracy.
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