June. Easily one of your top 10 months. So let's do this.
A great day in German-American relations: the world's finest Teutonic swimsuit model celebrates another year of existence. And should you find yourself conversing with The Body on her big day, ask her to show you how she earned that nickname.
Someday soon, you will hitch a ride to space. That voyage will be made on this shuttle. That day: not June 2. Still, that's when the ship—the first commercially produced space shuttle—makes its maiden voyage. One small step for man...
We're not sure if you've heard, but there's this soccer tournament, which involves 32 countries from around the world, and is sort of like the Olympics, if the Olympics were one sport and more people cared. So, yeah: big deal. And America seems decent this year—so go ahead, paint your face red, white and blue.
The empire. The daughter. The wives. This is a man of impressive feats. So let's celebrate, each and every one of us, this curiously coiffed SOB. Given the sheer amount of real estate, golf courses and casinos he owns, something tells us he'll be able to find something worth doing. At the very least, watching The Apprentice reruns.
If you were to throw a giant, three-day balloon race in Galena, Illinois, you'd naturally pad the weekend with a beer festival. And base the thing at a massive spa with four golf courses. And let spectators hitch a ride along with the balloons. Good job, Galena. Good job.
We think you've earned some lobster. And some chowder. For the latter: head to Newport, Rhode Island, home to the world's biggest chowder contest on June 5. For the former: seek out Portland, Maine, for an all-day orgy of fresh-caught lobster. (And, if you insist, BBQ.)
