What seemed like a very claustraphobic friday & saturday mellowed quite nicely. I think the PMTbirthday/graduation party was the high/slash turning point.

I have to work for the cable overlords until 7:30 on Fridays which blows. I was late picking up the kids and they all had places they had to be on Saturday so it was almost like a child drive by. Had to race number one son back to his mom's post Tae Kwon Do to race out to the Bills game where I'm moonlighting. The current assignment has me looking over a couple of suites at such an angle that you don't really see what's going on inside the stadium and time starts to get a little murky. I literally lost track of where things stood after the 9000th buffoon asked me where the mens room was ("down the hall, hang a louie").

The stupid game nearly went to overtime (Does anybody give that much of shit in preseason?). Fortunately I got out of Orchard Park and up the 24 Linwood hoopla in fairly short order. It was a great time. The house is beautiful and the company great as usual. Fun to see you all in person again. For the record, Imk, Jenks, and Ladycroft, you were definitely missed. Great time and I'll probably be teasing Carolinian for a few more days yet as I am that much of a jerk.

Got into bed a little after 3 after starting the day at 7. Woke to my cell phone ringing at the entirely acceptable hour of 11. The woman I went out with last week called to go see John and Mary at the Elmwood Festival. Woo-hoo! Score one for this old fart! We had a fine time. She had to work later in the day and I had number one son duty (he needed some guy time), but it was a fine way to spend some time. The festival is starting to look a little trapped in time, but John and Mary were great, even if John looked a little board.

I can almost face the work week.....almost.

Have a good monday folks

No, not me (but go ahead if it feels right). I've been nursing a summer cold (pain in the....), and feeling kind of well rode hard and put away wet. I decided to get my crap together and treat myself to a Spot breakfast. One tankard of house brew and a Mike on a croissant and my world feels a little righted. I got a bunch of errands done and the checkbook balanced ( what little there was to balance) and I still have a little time before going to work. I came back for my address book and found two tickets for concessions at Thursday in the Square sticking out of the B's. It must be a sign, a sign to go drink two beers at the Square when I get out at 7:30.

One shot of Dayquil later and I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready (sorry to end on a Spongebob note, but it's the drugs talking). Enjoy your Thursday, kids!!

It is so worth it. I just watched part one and was riveted and heartsick all over again. I haven't always gotten Spike Lee. but I've always admired him. This is a powerful peace of work and I'll be watching part 2. Get the whole story from the people who had to live not from those who were flown into cover it. It's very hard to watch, harder still not to.

See it