atomic_fungus (atomic_fungus) wrote,
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atomic_fungus

#4796: Hmm. Some vestige of pride remains. How's that possible?

Today I got my badge at work. There was no ceremony (though the corporate culture says there's supposed to be) though I don't really mind that all that much. The important thing is, I've got the fuckin' thing, finally.

The surprising part, however, is that I felt pretty good about having it on my belt--like, yeah, I'm a full-fledged member of the club. I got the white shirt, the black clip-on tie--now I have the badge. I was reminded of how I felt in December of '13, when I got my uniform, and I was actually proud to wear the thing.

All that's been sucked right out of me, but for a little while today some of it was back. I don't know how that's possible, but apparently it is. Who'd'a thunk it?

* * *

Oh, dick. So among other thing, the Supreme Court ruled that states much recognize other states' marriage licenses. Apparently this ought to clear the way for SCOTUS ruling that other states must also recognize other states' concealed carry licenses.

Hey, the 14th amendment doesn't just apply to marriage, after all.

In fact, there is no constitutional limit on the right to keep and bear arms--but undoing the damage of the century of socialism--the 20th century--is going to take time.

* * *

Gorgeous, gorgeous weather yesterday. Around 7:50 Mrs. Fungus and I went out back to light some fuses, and the wind had completely died--so the smoke from the tiki torch and the fireworks just hung over the back yard. It was cool enough, but the complete lack of wind made it feel a lot warmer than it was.

Anyway, at 8:45 we decided to bug out and go see a fireworks show. It didn't take long to assemble ourselves, and we were sitting in lawn chairs at our destination by 9:15--plenty of time. I thought the show started at 9:30 but it in fact was set to start at 10. Well, I'd rather be early than late.

The show was wonderful, of course. The finale included a massive rack of chrysanthemum bursts, which I love; it was the second time in my life I saw a fireworks show where my vision was full of golden sparkly trails of fire in the sky.

The traffic, going home, was bad, of course. It was not helped by the first double train I've experienced in a long time (where one train had just gone past, but another is coming from the other direction, so the gates don't rise. Argh etc).

It was a long day for me--up at 8:30 to go to work, work for eight hours, come home, then play for hours and hours. I didn't get to bed until 2:30 AM. Cripes.

No trouble sleeping last night, though.
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