Weekend - Work - "Camp" - etc.

Well, it's certainly been awhile yet again. So, I've got some catching up to do. This very well could end up being long, and you know what? You can kiss my ass. But only after you read the post.

This weekend was a great weekend.

Friday I worked all day, went to the gym, watched 40 Year Old Virgin, went to bed. Solid day.

Saturday, however, was fantastic. I got to sleep in (NICE), I worked (which = money which is NICE), and then I drank beer (NICE), went to a toga party (You get the idea) and got to play "spin the bottle" at 3:30 AM like I was 12 years old again. Nice. This was a great birthday party for my friend Monika. Unfortunately, a few things went wrong, some people were mean, and it could have been better for her, but I think everyone had a pretty great time, all things considered. I drank keg beer out of a bejeweled chalice for the better part of the evening, and I consumed numerous jello shots (and I don't like jello shots). Needless to say, I was poo poo'd.

One of the best parts: my friend Matt just broke up with his girlfriend of 7 years, so he was able to come to a toga party without having to lie and look over his shoulder the whole time. The Summer of Matt begins!

I woke up Sunday with a really bad hangover, and spent the entire day doing laundry and falling in and out of sleep on the couch. That is, of course, after I ate enough brunch to feed a large family at The Pour House. Having days off is great.

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I am looking forward to the next half of the summer that will be spent working at Lacoste 4-5 days a week with several days off to a) sleep, b) golf, c) work out, d) do nothing, e) dream about golfing while sleeping on the couch, f) eat macaroni and cheese and do nothing, g) you get the point. (Which one of the above does not fit with the rest?)

So far so good at Lacoste. The people aren't as fun as Gap, and a few of them are pretty hard to handle, but it's a job and I have a job in order to make money, and I make more of it there than I did at Gap. And I am able to stay pretty busy there thus far. Therefore: Lacoste 1, Gap 0.

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The countdown to Camp Bisco VI begins now! Well, I've been counting down for awhile, considering I bought my ticket back in April, but the OFFICIAL Dan Fishman Countdown to Camp Bisco VI begins now. There are 44 days until the pre-party in Brooklyn. This may be the best long weekend of my entire summer - there's a good chance two of my best friends Kyle and Dan (who accompanied me at Bonnaroo in 2005 and 2006) will also be coming. And, since we didn't make it to Bonnaroo this year, Camp will have to suffice (and I know it'll be fine enough for me).

For those of you who don't know (none of you), The Disco Biscuits are my favorite band, and this is their flagship festival. They're playing all 3 nights this year, and I couldn't be more excited about the antics that will ensue.

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There is no kickball game this week. I will shed a single tear and write this to fill the void in my heart (which is probably already filled with bacon grease). The proud, purple-wearing Fighting Amish will have to wait until next week to make another team our bitch (or win by forfeit and then get to scrimmage, which has been the trend lately). I'm certainly not the MVP, but I am a great pitcher/utility infielder with warning-track power. I'd be even better if I stopped daydreaming all the time.

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I'd just like to take a moment to express my disappointment with the Roberts Supreme Court and some of their recent session-ending opinions - specifically those dealing with womens' rights/civil rights. It seems that the Court is going to continue cranking out 5-4 decisions that ignore the rights of anyone who is not a white male. Though the Supreme Court does not wield a great degree of power, it still can make a difference by drawing the public's attention to issues. Upholding the constitutionality of segregation in schools (because race is not an issue), while not bringing us back to pre-Brown times, still sends a strong message. Any sort of affirmative action/race quota is not supposed to exist, because apparently the only way to eliminate disparity between races is by ignoring that it even exists. It's like covering your ears and saying, "LA LA LA LA LA LA!" when you were eight years old (or any time your parents talk about having sex).

In the case dealing with gender-based pay discrimination, they made it a non-issue by hiding behind the "law" and saying that the statute of limitations (which starts with the first act of discrimination [though the plaintiff didn't know of said discrimination for some time]) had long since expired. LA LA LA LA LA LA LA! Actual footnote from the majority opinion in this case, written by Justice Antonin Scalia, "Plaintiff must bake me a pie and iron my shirt for wasting my time."

So, basically, what the F is going on? It will probably get worse before it gets better. Unless someone gives the justices robes infected with smallpox... More on that later.

Boo-urns.

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I've droned on long enough. I hope that you have a lovely holiday and don't light yourself on fire. Before using fireworks, be sure to take this brief True or False quiz about firework safety. And remember, kids should NEVER play with fireworks.

Until next time (hopefully soon).