"Bits and Pieces" (ad infinitum)

Some days my thoughts are more random than other days.  This is one of those days.

***  Independence Day this year seemed extremely confused around here.  Nobody was able to agree on what actual day was Independence Day.  Some little towns had their parades and fireworks on Saturday, some on Sunday,  some today!  There is even one small town close by that will have their parade and fireworks on July 16!!  Some towns decided to avoid the whole thing and not have anything!  It was a very odd feeling.  The oddest part was that very, very few houses had their flags out at all.  It's all because some genius convinced the government that it was a great idea to celebrate holidays on the nearest Monday instead of on the actual date of an occurrence.  That's not so awful with most of the minor holidays, like Presidents' Day and even Labor Day.  But Independence Day is different.  All my life I've heard the holiday referred to as the 4th of July!  Now that makes no sense when the official day of celebration could be anything from July 2 through July 6!

What the heck was wrong with celebrating America's birthday on July 4th, the actual birthday???


***I know I've mentioned this before in some previous rant, but it seems to be getting worse!   One day last week I was having my lunch in a restaurant when I saw another of those skinny little teenage boys with these really baggy pants hanging almost completely below his butt.  He was rail thin, so there wasn't much that his pants could be caught on and they kept sliding further and further down his butt toward disaster. 

To further enhance the picture the upper three quarters of his butt area was a showcase for bright, kelly green boxers with some white ducks (or they might have been bunnies, it was hard to tell) all over.  He also wore this big heavyweight belt that was probably there to keep him from blowing away in a strong wind (he really was SKINNY).  He looked beyond ridiculous!

Back in the day when I was a skinny teenage girl, I knew lots of skinny teenage boys and I can say with great certainty that those boys would rather have died than to have a skinny teenage girl see their (.....ahhh, gasp....) underwear!  Seriously!!

I'll tell you a little secret (if you promise not to tell), whenever I see one of these kids, I have an almost irresistible, nearly uncontrollable urge to walk up behind them and at a strategic moment, reach over and pull the whole mess down to his knees!  I'll bet that there are other so inclined people who actually give in to that urge.  I wonder how many times it has to happen before the kid changes his style??


***   It is my considered opinion that Austin (I can't believe it's all of Texas,  but at least, Austin)  does not know how to make a good hamburger!  We keep trying different places, but I've had much better burgers in Florida, California, and Chicago!    I think it has something to do with that cowboy, campfire, chuckwagon heritage....it wasn't exactly a training ground for the Le Cordon Bleu of hamburgers!


***Little Sis posted the first two lines of the Declaration of Independence on FB late yesterday, so I posted the next line, and it went back and forth until I made a mistake.  I was trying to do it from memory but I didn't do very well.  Humiliating!Other than my Little Sis, I wonder how many of you could do it from memory or am I the only loser ...one who can't?