The Party Never Ends

By the time you read this the Canadian branch of Jill's family will have commenced their travels home.  And I will be back at the day job considering how in the heck we're going to consume all of the leftover pulled-pork, potato salad, fresh fruit, cold-cuts, rolls, pizza and more.  What's in my bag lunch today?  Use your imagination.

In any event the previous three days of virtual non-stop socializing was a terrific time and the object of everyone's attention was Jill's mom who celebrated her 90th birthday.  That's quite remarkable when you think about it.  It wasn't too many generations ago that the average age of the average human was half that number of years.  And if you were fortunate enough to live to that ripe old age without becoming dinner for a larger predator you became a shaman, sorceress or chieftain of your tribe of hunter-gatherers.  But I digress.

If you've never enjoyed the pleasure of duckpin bowling there are a couple of watering holes in the Milwaukee area where you can indulge.  Koz's Mini Bowling in Milwaukee and the Thirsty Duck in Wauwatosa,  I've been to both and the Thirsty Duck happened to be convenient for all of us so Monday we topped a beer-infused day with an evening of bowling, pizza, cheese curds, tall-boy PBRs and yucks. 

I recommend it.

Last night we reconvened at the same joint for a terrific pregame dinner of tasty pub food and more of those tall-boy PBRs and rode the shuttle to Miller Park to watch the Cardinals humiliate the Brewers.

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Baseball scores, horrified visages and disappointing stats notwithstanding there was consensus that this generation of cousins needs to continue - and in-fact ramp-up - the level of socialization.  I know we have on my side of the family - because we're all orphans now.  Besides, time is short and precious.  But I digress.  Again.

Channeling Robert Earl Keen it is instructive to remember this: The road goes on forever and the party never ends...