Actually, that was a nice little Memorial Day

That WAS a nice Memorial Day. I went to a friend's house, and we ordered chinese food and ate, then we sat outside and played boules (it's like the French version of Bocce). It was really relaxing. I got to see a few people who I haven't seen all summer. Basically we just sat there, drank beer, and talked about our jobs/summers/relationships and played boules... much like old people. Actually that's a damn fine way of describing it, like a bunch of old people. I guess that's what we all become eventually, middle class suburbanite slobs.