Now that I am on the job it is just a matter of time before our suffering ends and this becomes a national holiday bracketed by 2 days off. Don't we all need more days off? You know we do, plus, it's Sunday, a day to relax, to reflect, and to explore our spiritual side, ... and nothing says spiritual like genetic freaks risking concussion, arthritis, and heart attacks to entertain us by playing a kids game. Somewhere Michael Vick is laughing at us.
Our musical selection today strays from gospel over to the country charts.
Not an ounce of irony in that whole song.
I'm heading beach ward in a few moments. Off to Linda's on route one. Time for lobster benedict. How can you not love lobster benedict? Just like how can you not love Linda's? A family place that will hum hundreds of patrons through their doors this morning. Linda will bark, Renee and Debbie and the kids will just smile and work harder, and everyone will be happier for it. Now that's what I'm talking about! Mmmmm Linda's.
I am expecting wings, baby Ruben sandwiches, and salt and pepper chips tonight. Feel free to surprise me with other stuff, more is always better. Go Packers!
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