Well, the 4th of July was a rather uneventful occasion. The problem we encounter every year is always the same. We spend so much time playing hard on the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd we are flat tuckered out for the fourth. Fortunately we could see the fireworks from Silverwood (our Local Theme park) from our house, so we managed to hold out until then. Last Thursday we got a little puppy, his name is Buddy. He is very precious. The weather has been very nice this year, so nice that the local burn permits are still open (no burn ban yet). I think that they are still allowing us to burn because they haven't seen my fires yet. If they had, the ban probably would put into effect immediatley LOLOLO. Last Friday's Softball game Had a rather funny moment, I had my usual one time a year lucky hit,it was a for sure triple. As I rounded second base I saw the third base coach waving me home so I immediately started grunting louder (this makes people think I am going faster than I actually am) the truth was I was already going as fast as I could. Then just before I stepped on third base he tries telling me to stop, I gave him my usual you've got to be kidding look. I mean do you really think that a 250 pound, out of shape, has been, is going to be able to stop suddenly? I don't think so!! At that point it was Home run or die trying, I really mean it when I say die trying. As Home plate quickly approached I started my slide, (at that time I could hear faint voices in the crowd yelling "Free Willy". After the slide I was proud to display to everyone exactly what a beached whale really looked liked. It was a pathetic display of an, out of breath, heavily panting, sweaty, middle age softball player, who just scored an inside the ball park home run. That's right after the dust had cleared, and the whale was beached, I was declared safe at home. Stay tuned for our next comic relief moment and please excuse the grammatical errors. Jim