3 to 11 like every other saturday, though I could finally lose the parka, and the gloves, and the hat, and the long johns.... On the bright side I work outside in an area filled with bars and resturants so with the warm weather the entertainment improved.
poopshovel wrote:
I really enjoy that kind of thing. I like to imagine I'm the drunk guy in the old Jack Daniels commercials, who can only function just enough to hose down the oak barrels.
i gotta go water the charcoal....
I stab'd my finger while triming a fillet at work, bummer
Does Sunday count as today?