I sat around and drank beer while The KoB changed
the oil in his corvette.
Followed my dad in his '56 Chevy
to a car show in Granville, TN
Spent all day at the car show.
Got incredibly sunburned.
Ran the 11.2 for the 3rd weekend in a row. Felt the best yet. Then drove to the River House to check out things there and drink beer and watch movies.
Saw a mouse scamper across the carpet around 9pm.
Slept like shit, because all I could think about was the mouse crawling into bed and crawling all over my face.
Woke up to pouring rain. Which, honestly, felt kind of perfect. Too often we all take the spirit of Memorial Day for granted. Sure, it's a long weekend and a day off work. But, it's a day of remembrance for all those people who have made the ultimate sacrifice for our freedom. The rain felt sort of poetic.
Drove home in the rain and watched a zillion episodes of Sons of Anarchy.
It was the perfect unofficial start to the summer. (Although, if I'm being honest, I could have done without the mouse).