I thought I was going to have a chance to make some fireworks this morning, but alas...

I decided to take advantage of a cooler, overcast day here in Chicagoland and attack the weeds in our front flower garden. Across the street I noticed a bevy of Mormons going from door to door, no doubt trying to recruit people to their degenerate lifestyle. I assumed at some point they would come down our side of the street on the way back to their vehicle. In the meantime I had plenty of weeds to pull and plenty of time to contemplate what I would say when they stopped by to chat.

Being a pleasant sort, my first inclination was to politely suggest they just keep moving. But then I decided I might as well have a little fun at their expense and tell them exactly what I thought of religion in general and theirs in particular - having been founded as it was by a known scam artist, and having more recently financed the passing of Prop Hate to a large extent. One young fellow in particular had caught my eye, so I even contemplated doing a little recruiting of my own.

Sadly, my hope of setting off some fireworks quickly faded when a I saw them filing back to their van across the street. Evidently they had determined that we're all a bunch of hopeless heathens in this neighborhood. How very perceptive of them.

Well, today we had to get up at 5:30 to march a parade with Drum Corps, my wife, myself and one of my sons. Tomorrow we have another parade and we will be marching with two of our sons. Kind of a family thing.

I believe in America...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2yCt3kV6m78

I'm at home, drinking Spanish wine. Just like every Saturday night...

We had a barbeque, played with Tango, our new puppy, watched fireworks on PBS. A perfect day!

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