It was a violent July 4 weekend. Kira and I went up to Boston on Thursday to celebrate, and over the course of the weekend I dropped my phone (shattering the screen), broke a molar in my mouth (on brussels sprouts!), and badly twisted my ankle. Amazingly, despite consuming two great bottles of gin, all of this happened during the period of time I was sober.
A lesson, children: never stop drinking. Bad things happen when teetotaling.
If you've read any number of Tuesday Tuneages, you know my favorite part about a long car ride is the chance to listen to some great music. There was no shortage of that in the car ride up or back, so here's the best of what kept us awake for 13 hours of driving: