rephrased

I woke up this morning and was prepared for suckiness. Had a lousy yesterday and knew I had to go do the obligatory Father's Day stuff in Maine. After rolling out of bed at 11 and playing an hour's worth of City of Heroes, I was already late for my dad's barbecue by the time I decided to forego today's shower, threw on my grey hoodieas seen at the left (a regrettable decision in the middle of summer, even in Boston), and drove the two hours to Standish, Maine. I thought my dad would be pissed about A) my tardiness and B) my total lack of gift or card for him. He didn't seem to care though. Then I hit baseballs to my foster brother for an hour (he's getting big; 11 now. They gave me a picture of him in his baseball uniform. Very cute. But for my lack of access to technology, I'd scan it in and show you alll.) and then ate some dangerously underdone meat products, told some lame jokes, and went home. It was a surprisingly good time, good clean family fun. The ride was really nice on a reasonably cool summer afternoon, too.

And now I present: My favorite lame joke of the afternoon:
This duck walks into a bar and says to the bartender, "Hey man, you got any grapes?" Bartender says, "No, we haven't got grapes. This is a bar." Duck says, "Okay," and walks out.
Next day, the same ducks walks into the bar and goes to the bartender. "Hey man," he says. "Got any grapes?" Bartender looks a little irritated. "Hey, I told you yesterday. This is a bar. We don't have grapes. Get lost." Duck says, "Okay." and walks out.
Next day, same duck walks in. "Hey man, got any grapes?" The bartender's really pissed now. "Look, I told you twice! This is a bar! No grapes! If you come in here one more time and ask me for grapes, I'll nail your bill to the bar!" Duck says, "Okay." Walks out.
Fourth day, same duck walks in. "Hey man. You got any nails?" Bartender: "Nails? No..." Duck: "Got any grapes?"

Tommorow: tune in for new job update #1!