Road Rage on Memory Lane

Another wasted week is inching closer to the dustbin of history. The Cubs choked like a fat guy at a taco eating contest.* Preseason football moves forward, boring everyone with bad product and soporific play.

The weather is typical late summer fare.

Politics. I ain't going there on this Friday.

I made a coffee cake for breakfast. That was good.

The Grandgirl has her first soccer game tomorrow. I'll go out this afternoon and practice with her. She cannot stop bending and grabbing the ball to keep it from me. It cracks me up every time. See, even four year olds understand Eurosport is dumb. You have hands, use them.

As far as I know we have no plans for the weekend. At some point I need to trim the weeds that make up the yard.

The wife found a coupon from the cruise line for a free photo book. I started putting together a spread of pictures from our cruise earlier this year last night. Come on over and I'll show the pictures when the book goes printed and shipped. There is nothing more entertaining than looking at someone else's vacation photos. **

That experience is worse than preseason football and almost as bad as watching soccer.

Have a great Friday.

*Too soon?
**Sarcasm