The 5th Of July Is Not As Much Fun As The Fourth
Oh my.
Well that was fun!
It was another 4th of July, one full of house parties and celebrations. And now it’s the 5th of July. I can honestly say it’s not as much fun as the Fourth.
It’s a day of cleaning up the house, as well as myself. There is, of course, the grime from a party (the house) and the grime of partying (myself).
That is American on the 4th of July, a day of house parties, backyard BBQs, of going to the beach or the lake. Regardless of where Americans celebrate, a lot of beer (and other alcohol) is consumed. Because when we go, we go big here in America!
Independence Day starts early, goes all day and into the night. It’s like a going to a tailgate party at a football game or a Jimmy Buffett concert, two other uniquely American party events.
For myself, I had my first beer at 8 in the morning as I once again covered the Hermosa Beach Ironman, then went to a succession of house parties here along the beach in Southern California.
So while the 4th was fun, the 5th is a struggle.
This year is especially tough since the 4th was on a Wednesday, which means the 5th is on a Thursday. As such, there’s no “hair of the dog” party happening to pep me up during the day, you know, the kind that – no matter how slow you start the morning – has you ready to party again by the afternoon.
It is times like this I’m reminded of a line from a Jimmy Buffett song: “If I don’t die by Thursday, I’ll be roarin’ Friday night!”
Cheers!
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