This coming Monday, on July 14th not today, the 10th, the country of France will mark the 218th observance of Fete de la Federation or Bastille Day. The day commemorates the storming of the Bastille in France and symbolizes the uprising of the modern French nation. On that fateful day some two hundred odd years ago a group of close to 1000 insurgents overtook the Bastille, a prison, and freed all of the prisoners housed there. All seven of them. It was more of a symbolic insurgency. The French really don't like to quibble over numbers and whatnot.
But the date, the 14th of July, is what is important for our purposes here. The distinction is significant, the 14th as opposed to the 10th, for many reasons. First, should you choose to park anywhere along the Champs-Elysees today, the 10th, chances are very good that you will be able to find a spot. Should you choose, however, the 14th--forget it. The Champs will be filled with revelers and all manner of celebrants.
"Have I got a deal for you?" Ever hear those words? Sure, we all have. However, when presented the offer, I have to believe that the vast majority of us would scoff (as I usually do) and turn the other way mumbling to ourselves, "Poor fool. What a crappy existence. Does anyone ever buy into this load of bull?" Granted, not all offers seem so bad, especially when presented in the proper manner.
Take, for instance, buy one get one. These are deals. But do we really need two packages of home style, fresh baked peanut butter cookies? Do we need one? OK. That was a bad example because of course, we need both packages of home style, fresh baked peanut butter cookies. Those things are like crack to me. I get all jittery and experience a mild form of delirium tremors when I get down to the last two or three in the package just in anticipation of the horrific fact that my stash may run dry.
Whew! My ass is tired. Literally. My ass. No, I'm not getting over a bout of the stomach flu, I haven't had it kicked (lately) and to the best of my recollection, I have not logged any meaningful prison time lately. I have however, just completed my fourth driving trip across the country in as many weeks. I've a newfound respect for the six way adjustable seat and truck stop coffee. Seriously, what is in that tar? Ever wonder why these big rigs come barreling down on you literally pushing your car forward with the tsunami-like winds they are inducing only to watch them pull off at the very next exit you pass? It's the coffee. They're all hopped up on truck stop tar and are jonesing for the next quick fix. The buzz is only good for a few hundred miles and when it wears off--watch out. Don't get between a trucker and his vices. I'm just saying.
"Good. For a moment there, I thought we were in trouble." -- "Butch
Cassidy and the Sundance Kid." I continue reading articles about the
disappearance of the honey bee. Pandemic proportions of hives totally
abandoned not just in America but all over the world causing
conspirists to offer up countless suggestions as to why. My favorite is
related to the poor managerial tactics used by beekeepers that provide
colonies to crops all over the country. Basically, these colonies are
the equivalent of our very own migrant work force who feel overworked,
overstressed and underpaid and just up and quit. I can see it, bees
just fed up saying, "Chu crrazy, man! I'm outta here!!!"
I woke this past Sunday morning aching in every imaginable place. OK. That's not entirely true. I went to bed last Saturday night aching in every imaginable place. My arms, my back, my neck, shoulders, legs, feet, the arches of my feet. My hands and fingers were even sore for Christ's sake! As is the case with most of my ailments, this pain was self inflicted.
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This coming Monday, on July 14th not today, the 10th, the country of France will mark the 218th observance of Fete de la Federation or Bastille Day. The day commemorates the storming of the Bastille in France and symbolizes the uprising of the modern French nation. On that fateful day some two hundred odd years ago a group of close to 1000 insurgents overtook the Bastille, a prison, and freed all of the prisoners housed there. All seven of them. It was more of a symbolic insurgency. The French really don't like to quibble over numbers and whatnot.
