It’s Fourth of July weekend, everyone. Enjoy your country. And if you’ve glommed onto some other soccer team in the World Cup just so you can root for a winner, well, you can go straight to hell.

I’ll be outside or something; not admitting that I’m out of ideas. Maybe I’m just bored by my ideas – after all, there’s only so many times an unheralded rookie call-up can nearly no-hit the Cubs before I barely notice.
But I’m about to be busy, cleaning up around here. You guessed it, the ink is finally dry on the contract, and now I’m actually an owner of a piece of property in Lawrence. Nope, it’s not your mom.
Have a good weekend.