Medicine

This is Friday night, and it's exactly what I needed:

I'll take pictures of you, you take pictures of me.



Dinner at the picnic table again!

Puttering around


Brewery Ommegang's Hennepin. In a Schlitz glass.
Where I been at? Wellllll....

My boss decided to go on vacation. This is what I would like to send him, if everything were not blocked by our firewall (aka Big Brother).
("Homer Alone". Marge goes to Rancho Relaxo....and all hell breaks loose. "Never leave again! Never leave again!")

But the week is over. And I resisted drowning my blackberry only because then the beer might not taste the same.

Tomorrow: the final curtain falls on teeball, and whatever I decide I feel like doing (directly related to how much sleep I get!).