Memorial Day weekend, for me, marks the end of my summer. First, I’ll get this out of the way. Do not wish me a “Happy Memorial Day,” it is not a happy day. Someone ought to come up with a better greeting, because that one really irks me and others like me. Granted, those of us bothered by others treating it as a “happy” day do not need a publicly declared holiday in order to remember our fallen brothers and sisters at arms. We do it every single day. I won’t go as far as to say the ones who did not come home are the reason you get to enjoy a cold beer and some messy barbecue ribs; some other holiday surely would have come along to allow such to happen. I will say to remember that they’ll never get to do that again.

With that out of the way, I think I’m ready to get busy on this whole engineering degree thing. While I have no idea what it is I intend to do with said degree once it’s complete, I’m more focused on finishing than ever. Taking phys2 in a six-week summer session is not going to be easy. Neither will cal3. Somehow, I’ll make all of that work. If I’m lucky I might even get to enjoy some fun in the sun while I’m at it.