Sweet Jane on the 4th

July 4th comes to my life as mostly a practical matter. Our annual Independence Day celebration. It's my job to set up the house in advance of the swarm, a few days prepping for a three-hour rush. As of this writing, it is T minus one hour and counting.

The source of the rush is Jane Brown, the woman I was lucky enough to marry. She loves this stuff.


You're welcome to come.


Missed it again

One of these years I'm going to surprise you by showing up with a side dish (and my side show). Love you James.