Man, what a great weekend. We went to Canada on Thursday night, and came home Sunday night. Nice relaxing weekend. We also had a nice experience at the border, which hasn’t happened in a while. As a matter of fact, we stopped going to Canada because of the grief we get at the border when we’re trying to come home. Apperantly my old truck was flagged as Al Queda because we got pulled over and searched everytime we came home. We were told it was random, but don’t give me that bullshit. We weren’t randomly picked to get searched, every fucking time we crossed. On top of the hassle of having to quaratine the dog while they searched my truck, the border patrol, generally speaking, are pricks. Aside from the booth people, I’ve never met a pleasant border gaurd. They’re always pissed off at something, and taking it out on the people that get pulled over. Maybe it’s the Hummer. Maybe the Explorer had a bad aura about it. Time will tell.

We didn’t have any problems though. No lines, 4 questions, a smile, and a “have a good night”. Good stuff.

We had a nice time at the campground. For those of you that don’t know, it’s really rustic type camping up there. Only 3 TV’s (with cable), one bathroom, and central air. Roughing it, for sure. I love it. Biking, sitting by the fire, playing Rummy 5 trillion, poker, whatever. It was just a damn good time. Pretty much exactly what I neede after two pretty fucked up weeks at work.

Now, it’s back to the grind. The one downside to me taking time off, is nothing gets done while I’m gone. I mean, nothing. I was off for two business days, and I come in this morning with a workload that looks like 2 months. I better get to it….