Today is Flag Day, one of our lesser holidays. There will be mail. Government workers will show up. Some might even work.
On June 14, 1777 the current basic design of the American flag, to whit, 13 stripes and a blue field with 13 stars, was adopted by the Second Continental Congress.
June 14 also marks the birthday of the US Army, adopted into form on June 14,1775.
June 14 is a busy day.
I have the day off. Not because of the holiday. Nor to celebrate the Army’s birthday, but because the schedule made it so. I won’t get to coast though. I have a list of stuff to do as long as my arm.
I don’t really have a physical list. I lied about that. Maybe stretched the truth. It wouldn’t be a couple of feet long if I did have such a list. OK, I don’t even know how long my arm is. Finger tip to finger tip should match your height. How long is one arm? Where do you start measuring - the breast bone, the shoulder? Why do you insist on complicating everything? Now I have more stuff to add to my imaginary arm length list; research arm length, measuring, and methods.
I proudly hung my flag on the porch first thing this morning. I can cross that off my list of things to do. Despite your best efforts, the list did shrink by the size of my handwriting of the “put out the flag” notation on my imaginary list. I can say if I did actually write such a list I would certainly use a black Flair felt tip pen to write with. The list would be printed. Even I can’t read my cursive handwriting.
This post is starting to ramble.
Speaking of which, one of my coworkers told one of the temp college kids he looked just like Robert Plant. He did too. The kid said who is that? She told him the singer from Led Zep. He allowed he might have heard of them.
I went to the break room and cried. Figuratively.
Happy Flag day. Go forth and wave.