Monday July, 4 2011 - Book 45 - It was our great American Indpendence Day in the wilderness of the northern Cascades, and I decided to celebrate it like only Bookmaker Jake could: And I quote, "What is a guy who generally believes nations are as real as Mickey Mouse doing celebrating the birth of a nation?" The answer was, simply put, that I (like my fellow Americans) didn't think too deeply about our national holidays. For most of us it's a blessing to have a day off from work, a day to drink beer, burn meet, and spend time away from co-workers and be a friend or family member. I spent most of this scene thinking and writing about the things I think of when I think of America: General Patton, the Enemy (inspired by Patton's biography, I chose the "Bloody Huns" to hate on our national holiday), all the cheap beer I didn't drink, and how our great American corporations like Columbia Sportswear (a company I once believed in) shipped all our great American jobs overseas.
PROP COSTS: $11.69 + (STORYTIME WORKED: 2hrs 30min x OUR EXCHANGE RATE (based on fed minimum wage): $7.25) = $29.82