I did some things today that I've been putting off. I took a bed back over to Grandma's. I burned trash. I even did some dishes. Thomas came over and helped me take apart the pool table. Then we destroyed the slate with a hammer. Don't worry. It was in bad shape already.
The best part?
Setting the pool table on fire.
I love fire (in controlled environments). Heat and light and smoke. I love the smell of smoke. Thomas, Dad and I sat on the tailgate and watched it burn. It was most excellent. Chewing sunflower seeds, watching smoke billow as the sun went down. It was manly bonding. Poetic in a manly way.
I love being a man.