Are We Having Fun Yet?

As with any backyard Fourth of July barbecue, the party really doesn't get started until after somebody gets taken away on a stretcher. In this case it was Kathy's husband, Dave. Now all afternoon Kathy had been trying to get Dave to counter-act the scotch he was sucking down with some food, but he never did. So in Dave's drunken attempt to make a huge splash to get everyone wet (are we ten?), he took off running - full-speed-ahead - and jumped across the not-too-wide swimming pool, where he smashed his face into the concrete on the other side. He knocked one front tooth out and another one went through his chin, leaving a gaping hole that was gushing blood. That, along with the concussion, earned him a trip to the emergency room, several stitches, a possible broken jaw, and a wife who will probably take him home, put him to bed, and then smother him in his sleep.