Ya put da lime in the Corona - ya drink it all up...

Ah tis THE weekend. The traditional beginning of summer. We'll race home today - the Friday before Memorial Day - then we'll joins scads of others on four lane highways - that turn into two lane highways - cussin the slow trek all along the way --- to finally arrive upon our Utopia.

We'll play football catch... run races... swim like crazy... walk to see whatever it is unusual that we don't normally see... lengthen our awake time - cut our sleep time in half...

Adorn ourselves with duds that say "fuck you winter - I've arrived." We got used to the sun last summer - so we'll bare all that white skin again - and overdo it for four whole days.

We'll take our already needing SlimFast bodies and wolf down brats, ribs, burgers, steaks, all the shit that builds bigger love handles with the rationalization "it's summer - I'll work it off."

We'll guzzle beer, wine coolers - and more beer, wine coolers - and coupled with the sun, the white-turning-red skin, the longer hours, the more activity - we'll wake up Saturday morning saying "JC why did I do that?" - and then after a humongous brunch - we'll repeat the entire process again --- and again on Sunday... "What the hell, we've still got Monday to rest."

Body shock. That's what we'll do.

Ya know what I say about all that? Not just yeah, but hells yeah. We Midwesterners are lucky -- our winters ain't too awful bad - but they're just long enough to give us a greater appreciation of spring/summer/fall. Floridians ain't gotta clue. Montanan's get to enjoy their two weeks of summer. We're lucky - damn lucky. I walked out the door yesterday and it was marvelous. No AC. No furnace. Perfect, just perfect. Short sleeves - no sweat.

People are the happiest when they do of their own choosing. Memorial Day is all about choosing what we wanna do. The sore muscles - the sunburn - the "holy shit I spent too much" - the departed brain cells... it's all worth it.

Go.... Have smiles... Have family... Have it your way... Our tenure here is short - and there ain't no guarantees past waking up today... Put da lime in the Corona and drink it all up... Travel safely...

Happy Decoration Day - bye bye now... Victor