The rain and the thunderstorms have subsided, so today we are going to what is called Sportsman's Lake to take part in my angry, usually drunken brother-in-law Randal's company picnic.
And, for those of you who don't have me as a friend on facebook, I said something in jest about his daughter a few weeks ago which made him want to kick my ass. There were some tense days there. But now I'm supposed to forget about it and spend three hours at a lake with a bunch of sweaty, dusty rednecks.
Wish me luck.