Saturday Barbecue

It was sunny.

It was warm.

It was Saturday.

So… this:

June BBQ

I don’t think there’s anything left but the broken and scorched skewers. There weren’t even scraps left for the dog/cats/pets from hell. (Sorry, Jer. We ate your steak. It was so lonely and sad all by itself.)

Tonight, all bets are off. It’s the final episode of this seasons ‘Game of Thrones’, and Mama Krabs will be watching the east coast feed, then the west coast feed. Maybe even the central feed. I’m not sure. But I know I’m going to be wrecked afterward, pondering the storytelling genius of George R.R. Martin and the folks at HBO who’ve done such a brilliant adaptation. I’ll be crying into my wineglass that there won’t be any more episodes for nine more months. That’s FOR-FREAKING-EVER! *Sob-whinge-whine-sob*

Wait…what’s that? What starts next weekend? ‘True Blood’? Really?

Never mind.

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