In the 'Tah, we like to do things old school. This afternoon we hung out about as old school as you possibly could. We pulled out the little kiddie, plastic pool and were having some nice cocktails (Malibu Rum and Lemonade) while enjoying the afternoon sun. As if our little pool party wasn't ghetto enough, but we were able to get my dad to help with some more entertainment. That's right, after pulling a huge piece of plastic sheeting, we had ourselves a slip-n-slide. I didn't take a turn, but I had a great time watching and reliving my youth when a slip-n-slide was the prime entertainment for the summer. I would spend hours playing on it until all the spikes would rip the cheap plastic and you would end the day with a bloody knee or elbow after hitting a sprinklerhead with your extremities. Good times! Man, I loved all the 'unsafe' things we got to play with when we were young! I think it is officially summer when you spend a hot day next to a swimming pool, even if it is a 6 foot wide, one foot deep plastic one from the neighborhood grocery store.