This is what Memorial Day has boiled down to...

I did not do a damn thing over the Memorial Day weekend, other than work the Saturday and Sunday at my B.S. job, then watch the Cubs blow two straight ninth-inning leads to Pittsburgh, of all teams, before settling in to do some work on the websites and watch the Law and Order marathon on TNT Monday. What can I say...it's a simple enough existence at present. Of course, like a huge chunk of the country, I can ill afford to go anywhere other than the aforementioned B.S. job, as if I could afford to take a day off in the first place, let alone a weekend to meander through the Midwest. Why not lounge around the apartment all day and work on some rants while the reruns are on?

With that in mind...I give you the "staycation."

Yeah, I hear you. What in the damn is a staycation? Glad you asked. Damn glad you asked. According to the Associated Press, a staycation is a vacation you spend at or near home. We actually needed someone to come up with a word to describe staying at home. Like simply saying "oh, I stayed at home, thanks for asking," is no longer sufficient. As dumb as the concept of "mancations" was/is, this cranks up the dial to 11, and then snaps it off and throws the dial away.

Yep. This is exactly how little there is going on in the world today. I pondered this over my first cup of coffee. And then my second cup of coffee. By my third and final cup of the morning, along with some strategic deep breaths, I had come no closer to unlocking the mystery of the staycation. Then again, it wasn't like I needed the 65-year old Indiana Jones or his $185 million budget to help me solve it. Then again, I wouldn't mind even a couple points of that box office gross when it is all said and done.