I just cracked open my first MGD, my shirt smells like mesquite smoke and freedom, and when I'm done eating this huge grilled porterhouse it's off to watch fireworks and masturbate to the Star Spangled Banner. It's how John Wayne woulda done it. Murica! Nuff said.
Those of us who have played Fallout 3 are famaliar with the story of Little Lamplight. A grade school class was visiting the Lamplight Caverns, just outside DC, when the bombs fell. The caves were deep underground, which kept the children safe. Fast forward a couple of hundred years and the caverns are still populated with only children: once a child turns sixteen he, or she, is exiled to Big Town. Where are these children coming from? Are these kids procreating in the caves? They're far too distrustful of strangers to recruit.
Okay, so folks are doing a lot of traveling this weekend: grilling at the lake, drinking a shitload of beer and puking on the beanbag chair in the motel room, and eating at roadside drive in type diner places. A couple of years ago, I drove from my home in Fort Worth, Tx to Chicago for the LAN. Somewhere along the way, it may have been St Louis, we stopped at a truck stop to get some food and enjoy a few minutes of being out of the car. I went into the bathroom stall and there was a dead cockroach in the toilet..