Two weeks and then it's summer. Summer means bags packed and car loaded. Gotta make lots of CD's for the trip South for the summer.

Summer means Tuesday is Trivia Night and Thursday is Big Beer Night. And any night might end at the pool hall or on the deck at the cantina drinking pitchers of cheap margaritas and eating quesadillas. Or maybe there will be grits and bigass biscuits at 3 am.

Summer means hushpuppies and barbeque the way God intended. Hair frizzing in the heat an humidity because I won't have an air conditioner.

And sometimes it means bad bad bad decisions.

The heat makes people crazy.

But not this time.