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Yes, Happy Fourth of July fellow minions.

I had hoped we might have achieved a similar level of independence from a corrupt and overbearing empire by now, but it seems our self-appointed elite had other plans. So if you wouldn’t mind shuffling over a bit to accommodate a large mustelid, I’ll happily join in your celebration.

Ooh… is that a hamburger I smell?

Dear Stoatie and Uncle Badger – I sincerely wish and hope that you will have an Independence Day to celebrate come October 31. Just think…you’ll be able to establish your own traditions for it from scratch! You might consider a five-day period through the 5th of November to burn (in effigy, of course) Juncker and Draghi and their ilk and then the Guy on the last day.

Oh Stoaty, my dear. You have been hoodwinked. The burning of meat outdoors in the sweltering heat or on New Year’s Day (my favorite—even if it’s snowing) is a Manly Endeavor. And it doesn’t matter if the man in question is especially skilled (this is not a comment on darling Uncle B). Your responsibility is prepare the sides and keep a close eye on the wine. I’m sorry you missed the memo.

Uncle Badger—you are welcome to my table any time. Have you ever eaten Frito Pie?

We usually have hot dogs—with LOTS of chili and cheese, and Fritos, for which to scoop up the drippled chili. Personally, I like my hot dogs well-scorched and blistered.

Politicians ruin holidays for me, and advertisers (President’s White Sale! Memorial day 15% off sale.) I have mixed feelings about a military parade on the 4th of July; politicians making speeches make me suspicious ever since LBJ said we had to go to South Vietnam to save the world from the Godless Commies.

I was actually in a parade, once. Little old ladies curbside applauded us as we marched by. In that moment, I tried to stand a little taller.

Internet news tells about a brawl breaking out at the White House when proudly dirty commies tried to burn a US Flag, and a fight started.

I don’t know where we go from there.

We’re doing wings and beer here. Not too bad weather wise this year…84 in Boston. Not that I would know. I’ve spent the day on the couch, sleeping in between beers.

We did hot dogs and Aloha burgers at Jollibee – then we saw “Spider-Man: Far From Home” (recommended). Then we all went to sleep before 8pm.

Whoo-hoo! Fast living!

A group of us continue a tradition of going to a long distance and pistol range in a secluded and pretty damn remote portion of Ohio. This is the 2nd year we have decided to RV camp here. With the added bonus of Independence Day falling on a Thursday, we came out last night and stay until Saturday. Grilled animal flesh, cold-cut sammiches, a trek to the local pizza joint, and a chocolate malt (extra malt, of course).

I’m actually posting this from the couch of the RV… in the middle of nowhere, overlooking the 1,000yd range. The cordite-infused exaltation of independence shall continue all day tomorrow. Other like-minded friends will day-trip out throughout our establishment of Basecamp Liberty.

It is friggin awesome. It is America.

Happy Independence day, all. See you tomorrow for Dead Pool 122 when I’m taking a break from the mid-day heat of the 1,000yd line.

Great pic, Sweas!

Ended up having brisket with a fellow American who re-enacts British WWII paratroopers. Heh.
Drank stout and British IPA.

And while the ladies talked quilting we we talked about British ammo boxes and British compo ration boxes (12 & 24 man) and British biscuit boxes (Welfare biscuits?). He makes them and sells them…to Brits.

and someone make sure you pick old RBG in the Deadpool, I’ll be out of pocket and may not get to wish her the very best and speedy departure ‘tomorrow’.

May just do that for you, Durned!

We had a quiet 4th…smoked some pig, et tater salad, apricot pie and made some music and had lots of laughs with a couple of old friends who came for the weekend. We were all asleep by 9. Old farts R Us. Tonight we’re doing a video binge.

Any Gaiman fans here? I just came up to open moar wine and another slice of chocolate cake whilst binging Amazon Prime’s adaptation of “Good Omens” with Michael Sheen and David Tennant. We’re enjoying it immensely. Tennant just keeps getting better.

For our Fourth, Linda and I had broiled garlic shrimp. Indoors, as all sensible people should be in July (unless they are in the Southern Hemisphere, of course).