stars, stripes and american oil traders...

without all the mass media frenzy of department store sales, long weekend bbq parties, pool parties, beach getaways, fireworks, flags on front doors, i forgot it was american independence day. until i got this yahoo message....

"hey...you're american right?"
"yep"
"there's 20 of us heading to brewkerz for lunch"
"see u there"

in all honesty, i wasn't hungry. i was a bit woozy from the night prior and was looking for a pick-me-up drink. when i sat down at far end of 20 american oil guys, the hooplah had already ensued. beers n wings all around. then more beers n wings. i had a bloody mary to start and of course felt obligated for a beer. for the record, i have never ordered anything beyond salads and appetizers @ brewerkz for fear of food coma and the obesity that ensues. however, in this setting of bullish midwestern oil giants and the conversation of 'yellow fever', how could i be the lone 'boy' sans a heart attack meal? so i got another beer and ordered myself a chili dog. and when everyone paid the bill, there seemed to be an excess of 5XX dollars which of course went towards liver cerosis. WINE. WINE. WINE. WINE. WINE. WINE. WINE. WINE. 2 more left? WE'LL LIFT IT ALL. bullish americans.