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an afternoon delivery July is the apex of summer here in Wisconsin. August might be hot, but by that time most people have already taken their vacations with schools starting at the end of the month. My problem is that now that summer is truly here, I have absolutely no plans. The fourth was never that big of a holiday for me and I doubt that I will do anything different this year. Of course the fact that I work the night of the third does limit my options a little. Here in Milwaukee we have annual event called Summerfest, which they like to bill as the greatest outdoor music festival, but something tells me that is what every function of that type likes to say. This year they are going one step further by calling it the party of the century. It seems that modesty has no place in advertising. Personally I like to refer to it as Drunkfest, which I see as being a little more accurate. Of course they try to promote it as a family event, but most of the people that I know just go there to watch people and get drunk. I suppose that is fine, but somewhere along the way it stopped being fun for me. Besides the alcohol and food is beyond expensive there. I am sure that all of this makes me sound dull and boring, but I did this event for years and I have simply outgrown it. The doorbell jerked me from my sleep this afternoon. My new speaker stands were being delivered. When I opened the door, my lack of mental awareness must have shown on my face, because the delivery guy apologized for waking me up. I think I surprised myself by being able to walk down the stairs, because he had woken me up at what would be three in the morning for a first shift person. On the one hand it is nice being home for my packages, but once I am awake I have a very hard time falling back asleep. I guess this balances out the amount of sleep that I got yesterday.
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