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Another wasted holiday

This is the problem with three day weekends, arranged as a one-act play.

ZACH: Well, it’s Saturday morning. That sure was a swell party last night, but now I guess I’d better get my study on!

PRESIDENT’S DAY: Hold, on there, Zach. Did you forget about me? You have all day Monday to study because of me!

Z: That’s true… but I really have quite a lot of stuff to -

PD: Shut up and drink this beer!

< time passes >

Z: Ah, Sunday: a fruitful day of academic accomplishment. I’ll just grab this fine piece of literature, It Can’t Happen Here by Sinclair Lewis, and start in on it.

PD: What in the hell do you think you’re doing, son?

Z: But, I thought you said -

PD: Do you think that I cut down that cherry tree and freed all those slaves just so ungrateful striplings such as yourselves could carry on with fruity books about Fascism? Huh?

Z: Say, why did you cut down that cherry tree?

PD: None of your damn business. Don’t you have an episode of The OC to watch?

It’s three days, sure, but they still end up feeling like two no matter what you do. No, it’s not fair. If they really wanted us to have a three-day weekend, they’d make them four days long, end of discussion. I actually am ahead on my reading (almost) for once, so the guilt I feel at wasting the weekend is minimal. For the record, please note that I realize President’s Day is for Washington and Jefferson, not Lincoln. But can you name one thing Jefferson did as president? That’s what I thought.

Bryan has been busy, though. Specifically, it’s been Paint City at his house all weekend, and he’s the mayor. His gallery in the HUB, featuring quite a good portrait of yours truly, starts tomorrow and carries on for at least a week, possibly more. I personally witnessed the birth and completion of several masterpieces this weekend – he painted while I read – and cannot wait to see them hanging in a public place. Also, he finally gave his website that much-needed facelift I’d been bugging him about.

I’m about to do something drastic. If you’ve been paying attention, you already will know what it is. If not, you will once you read my column in tomorrow’s Daily. However, it’s not the case, as Kelly suggested, that I’m doing the drastic thing just to have something to write about for The Daily. Even I have my limits.

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