"Buck Day" is a regional colloquialism that probably has little meaning unless you live in a place where it's a holiday, ie Michigan's Upper Peninsula or Pennsylvania's rural countryside. In the former, "Buck Day" is celebrated on opening day (and the day after, depending on timing) of firearm whitetail deer season. In the latter, it's celebrated during firearm whitetail deer season on the Monday after Thanksgiving. To wit, I have the day off today - how perfectly odd. Equally odd was that I celebrated by trucking down to Knoll for half a day; that is the total of today's urgent business and enough time to get ahead on this week.
The balance of the weekend went thus: Saturday was a trip to NYC and Sunday a trip to Allentown, kind of. New York was with Bill and Sharon - after breakfast at home and a birthday celebration. We saw as much of the city as you can in ten hours: SOHO, Central Park, Grand Central Terminal, Rockefeller Center, Macy's Herald Square, Chelsea Market, Bleecker Street, Little Italy, and Times Square. We had a great, great dinner in a slammed Little Italy eatery. They left early Sunday morning after helping put up a new dining room light, leaving us with a day for work, new tires and state inspections, and a couple of Sopranos episodes.
Monday, November 26, 2007