8 posts tagged “holidays”

In a few short hours, I will be hopping into Zipcar "Van Damme" and pointing it westward toward Pittsburgh.  I'll be there for a few days, and thus will miss out on a full slate of local gatherings and soirées.  MWG - if you're reading - I'm sorry I can't make it to your barbecue; I'm sure a good time will be had by all.

FACT:  Tonight begins Rolling Thunder weekend.

FACT:  The weather is supposed to be fair over the next few days, and I have been looking forward to opening my windows to air out my dingy hovel.

FACT:  Those windows and my hovel are situated approximately one hundred and fifty feet from US Route 1 (Northbound) - the erstwhile number one (natch) north-south thoroughfare in the nation.

FACT:  My unscientific research shows that roughly eighty-five percent of all Harley Davidson owners reside in the southern United States.

FACT:  Harleys are loud.

FACT:  Many of those loud-ass Harleys coming from the south for Rolling Thunder weekend will make use of US Route 1 (Northbound), which passes one hundred and fifty feet from the open windows of my dingy hovel.

FACT:  After another long week, I have made exactly zero plans for tomorrow in the hopes of a full day of peaceful relaxation at home.

FACT:  Those loud-ass Harleys traveling north approximately one hundred fifty feet from my open windows will disrupt my peaceful relaxation.

FACT:  I hate Rolling Thunder weekend.

One of you writer-types out there needs to pen a much-beloved classic about a miserly curmudgeon who learns over the course of a single night the true meaning of the New Year.  'Cause truth be told, I'm not too crazy about this one either.  God bless us, every one.

From all of us at hotrod.vox.com, here's wishing you and yours a tolerable holiday.  God bless us, every one.

Today marks the traditional beginning of that most beloved of seasons: Karaoke Season.  Consider this your official Two Month Warning for the Eighth Annual Karaoke to the Death VIII.  It's time to start - if you haven't already - making your lists of songs and checking them twice.  And if you're coming in from out of town, it's time to start making travel plans.  Vanna, it's time to stock up on batteries and start fashioning those hard-hitting sideline questions.  Daby, it's time to schedule a nice, relaxing Caribbean vacation for the week prior.  Emma, it's time to figure out how best to transport the Ramsey Cup from your mantle to my bookshelf without incurring further damage.  And Cappy, poor banned-for-life Cappy, it's time start negotiating your pay-per-view options.  To wit: how much you're willing to pay us if we allow you to view the contest in person.  It's Karaoke Season, everybody.  And it's about damned time.  Excelsior!

What with all the other distractions this week, I completely forgot - and I know yinz are all on the edge of your seats - to mention:  I decided that the "at least one beach trip per year" policy was one worth adopting, so, to that end, earlier this week I booked my ticket for my Thanksgiving trip to.... wait for it.... Belize.

Emma is a worthy champion, but there is an empty spot on my shelf which has been bothering me for months.  Presidents' Day 2008 is February 18, which means that six months from today we will know that I have reclaimed that coveted trophy.  It also means that more time has passed since Karaoke to the Death VII than remains until Karaoke to the Death VIII.  Adjust your schedules accordingly.  Excelsior!