Hey! We are momentarily uprooted from our swampy laze to spend our nation's glorious 234th with my wife's family in the well-coiffed outskirts of St. Louis. And by wife's family, I am a lucky rarity to happily consider them my family too.
We had beercan chicken, swam until the first round of fireworks lit up and I understand we are going to make a trip to one of Missouri's fine holiday munitions purveyors later. Bring the noise! Pictures at AMERICA o'clock!