One thing that does keep me in the summertime spirit is baseball. Although I don't get to play much anymore I can still watch and listen to the Indians games... when my wife lets me. There's nothing quite like a hot summer night with a game on the radio and a fishing pole in your hand. If you are a quick thinking person you might have caught that I didn't say "a fishing pole in one hand and a cold Bud Light in the other".... yes, sadly I still haven't attained my goal of fitting in with the Redneck socialites because of my lack of a drinking problem. Darn my wholesome upbringing! I think there are some things we just weren't meant to achieve, like being a millionaire or a hillbilly. The millionaire part I'm getting close to... if you count how much in debt I'm getting. But to be a redneck good ol' boy is something you can't just decide to become one day. Most people are either born that way or have a special knack of fitting in that I've spent years trying to duplicate - with no success, although my myriad of uses for duct tape certainly should count for something. Anyway, I've found that I can still enjoy a good game of baseball and for three hours not even think about the fact that I'm a "city slicker". Hope your summer gets off to a great start!