The 4th...

I'm not one for most holidays as anyone of you who knows me well already...well, knows! Suffice to say, however, it doesn't take much for me to show up for free food and beer. So, I spent Independence Day in Danville, aka, a day in the life of the Stepfords, hanging out with 5000 children and the people I work with at the P & P. (Pictured are Rod and Natalie and their kids Zac and Zoe...I'm also with my long-time pal Heather!)

It was about 140 degrees Farenheit by 8 a.m. and never managed to cool down. The best part of the day was seeing Heather and Kris Peterson, who are as close to family as I have around here. I drank too much, ate too much and passed out around 7 p.m. Thursday was spend standing around work, as everyone was either hungover, out of town, or eating left-over BBQ. Last night was okay at work, and after a really good night's sleep and a 3- mile run, I feel better than ever. (It's way too hot out to run after 9 a.m. so I have to get up early if I want to do my usual 5 miles.) I'll do my best tomorrow, although it's Saturday...my longest day of the week. I close Piatti for lunch and then P & P for dinner. That's a mighty 12 hours, but usually is quite profitable. Let's hope! Today I went and got an eye-exam, new glasses and a prescription for contacts. Finally, I may look hip again. We'll see. Only 50 more days until Burning Man, and another 5 after that until my birthday. After that, just a few "I" dotting and "T" crossing and it's off to Italy. Bought a map today, and it's going on my wall SUBITO!!!! Ciao!