Labor Day….Off

Happy Lazy, err, Labor Day, fellow ronin!
I’m at home today. Slept late. Wearing my pajamas. Sitting around doing nothing. In other words, it’s just like a regular day at work.
I wished.
Who else thinks it a bit ironic that we get the day off for LABOR DAY?
I mean, on Earth Day do we all load up and go to Mars? Course not.
I happen to think it’s pretty goofy, but only if I ignore the little fact that union workers are getting anywhere from 2X to 3X time pay if they happen to be fortunate/unfortunate enough to be on the job on this blessed holiday. Wicked smart, those union contract negotiators.
Go America! Your conrtract with destiny is currently being renegotiated!

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  1. I love Earth Day, because it celebrates all the great things earth has to offer. I begin the day with a meditational walk through the forest, where I find the tallest, most majestic Douglas fir I can find and lovingly convert it to a horizontal configuration with my eco-friendly Stihl chainsaw. I then carefully cut the wood into small pieces and place them in my truck, which by the way, consumes only fuels that come from inside the earth. Next, with utmost respect for their feelings and sensitivity, I tenderly execute a nearby elk. I share my feelings with the dying animal, which makes the meat more tender, plus I end up with a great coat rack for my wall.
    Returning home, the processed tree is converted into something much more useful — a deck, by which I can observe earth’s little creatures (and have a stable platform from which to shoot them). The remaining tree pieces are piled on Mother Earth for a large, outdoor fire. If the wood is too green, I’ve found that an excellent natural fire starter can be made by pinning down and removing a few dreadlocks from your local hippy.
    After thanking the spirit of the elk for being stupid enough to approach a guy with a loaded 30/06, its meat is placed over the fire on a non-recycled grill made of mined metal, while I enjoy an earth-friendly beverage made from pure, organic malted barley and hops. Although I don’t plant trees, I always water them after my beverage.
    The earth is not my mother. It was created by God, the same God who gave me carpentry skills and taste buds. As the bumper sticker says, “if man wasn’t meant to eat animals, they why are they made out of meat?”

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