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03 July 2007
Whatcha doing for the 4th?→[More:]There's a BBQ at church, that I will probably at least stop by. Meanwhile, on this 4th of July eve, I will be eating Potato Cheddar soup from "Tastefully Simple", courtesy of my mommy. Yaaay potato soup!
Tonight: Transformers with some friends (it's like, a cultural thing)
Tomorrow: BBQ/Housewarming party with some guys from work.
Thursday: Work, then Dollar Beer/hotdog/pizza Night at the minor league baseball stadium. I love minor league baseball!
My friends are going to Mt. Rainier, but waking up 6am on a holiday seems like a disrespect to all that the 4th of July represents, so I'm not sure if I'll go.
As for you, holiday workers, why do you hate America?
Air conditioner on. Bottles of Mexican beer in the fridge. New CDs to listen to. Brats ready to go onto the grill. Lots of house cleaning to do. It's the first day in ages that Mrs Slack and I are both home together for an entire day, so I've been looking forward to this day for a long time. Yes, even with lots of housecleaning (and patching holes in the wall so we can paint this weekend) I've been looking forward to it.
Oh, and we'll also be trying to comfort our cat that panics with all of the fireworks outside. He does the same thing for thunder.
Ha muddgirl! I didn't read your post before I commented on the beer and hotdogs. Thursday night is our dollar beer night too. It's called Thirsty Thursday, and it's not suitable for children. It gets really rowdy.
Aww, pets and fireworks. Last Easter, some church right near set off a huge, loud display (I think; I really have no idea). Stynx and I were just sitting at home when it started, and we were like, ??, so we ran outside real quick to see what was up. When we came back in, the dog was hiding under the desk. Poor pooch!
trying to comfort our cat that panics with all of the fireworks outside.
Oh, I know how that works! Tomorrow is the 2-year anniversary of the day our Irish Wolfhound blew out her knee while trying to climb the fence because she got spooked by neighbors shooting off fireworks. Final vet bill was around $2300.
As for you, holiday workers, why do you hate America?
I hate America because I haven't had health insurance for four years, and because in order to afford my goddamn physical today, I have to work on the nation's birthday.
I hate America because I haven't had health insurance for four years, and because in order to afford my goddamn physical today, I have to work on the nation's birthday.
Nothing---I'm still not feeling 100%. I saw the fireworks from Rockefeller center last year go off from three different places and I've gone down to watch from the street other years, but I'm not in the mood to stand alone in a crowd for hours.
I too am an America hating holiday worker. Bleah. Oh well; I'm taking Friday off instead. And tomorrow night we're doing a special Drinking Liberally get together at the usual place - pizza n' beer. Fortunately for the neighborhood, the dog found and ate all the boy's secret stash of cool state (where they allow good stuff) fireworks so he's gonna be limited to the lame shit NC has on offer.
It's been pouring rain for most of may, all of june and it's continuing to this month. All the lakes are flooded and closed for the 4th, as are most hotspots near lakes or parks. It's supposed to continue raining tonight and tomorrow. That's not stopping places from making plans for fireworks, but they'll probably all get rained out.
I work on the holiday so the terrorists don't blow up your granny. (I'm paraphrasing, but that's the way my employers would like me to think about it.) If that's hating America, so be it.
Also, the dog will be coming to work with me, so she can hide from all the fireworks. Ironically enough, I work just up the hill from one of the main municipal fireworks displays. That noise doesn't bother her nearly as much as the stuff people blow up in their back yards in out neighborhood.
BBQ at my friends' place with just a few of my favorite people. Then we head to one of their offices - it's right by one of the east river barges and has an unparalleled view of the fireworks.
Greeting the first guest to arrive for the AnimeNEXT convention that I'm the director of guest relations for, finalizing plans for the convention, making sure that my staff knows what the hell they're doing, putting out fires for the convention...
I'm actually planning on getting my shop on, like a good American. Also, we have serious computer/technology issues that we need to address, which will be painful and we will scream and gnash teeth over. I suggest getting a more tech-savy friend to come in at some point in the future to help solve the Baby Household tech issues (mediate), but I think we're going to test The Husband's (lame ass) plan first. Joy.
Probably no energy for fireworks, although they are one of my favorite things, after that. Maybe rent movies. Haven't done that in months.
What eideteker said. In light of the massive bullshittery maneuvers this past week especially by the inmates in charge, I think I may actually be mourning the constitution tomorrow.
I know for sure I am not going to work tomorrow. I'll have to drown my guilt in a bottle of beer. Or a keg. A friend and I have been making plans for ever, but just today we realized that with us vastly outnumbered by kids, we will not do a BBQ. Bleah. We'll go to the petting zoo and the sheep meadows for a purchased picnic instead. How un-american!
I'll work in the morning and then get drunk and burn some flags in the evening. Just like our forefathers would have wanted.
I will be watching Transformers earlier in the afternoon and then doing much like cmonkey. Without irony. And with much fist-shaking at the freeloadin-ne'r-do-wells who have the means to drive to Washington state rez to buy Indonesian and Burmese "fireworks" to non-ironically detonate weapons of terror to celebrate the country of their origin's "Independence" from the yoke of oppressive tyranny (especially tranny-terror; can't have men dressin' as women!) then watching the same Damned Fools fuel up their SUV's to toodle over to their friends' who have 72" plasma televsions to watch American Idol reruns.
I am so very excited, as I shall be spending Independence Day doing laundry and shopping for groceries. I'll be leaving on the fifth for Milwaukee, so I've got to get the house stocked for The Boyfriend With No Driver's License.
Actually, I really am excited, but maybe that's because it's 1 a.m. and I am drinking iced coffee ...
I was supposed to go to a corporate event featuring a couple of comedians + Ricky Skaggs and Bruce Hornsby + fireworks...with a tiny audience of 200 people.
My Dad ended up in the hospital yesterday...so I doubt I end up going to the event now.
I'll be reading Metachat in the morning since I am not at work. Then I will proceed to an officially "anti" administration brunch (I wonder what they'll serve?), after that I'll be elsewhere for more of a mindless pro-"anything that let's me debauch" kind of party. Then back to the grind on the 5th.