The Blahs

Yup, this weekend was a blah. A bust, caca poopoo if you will. Me and the misses havent been talking much lately so its been kinda grim around the homestead. The Red sox lost Saturday night, I drank three bottles of wine and managed to get home around 5 am on Sunday morning. That pretty much took out my whole day. I had a few things planned but all I managed to do was vacuum the bedroom and watch Escape from New York on TV. Yippee. I even slept through Sundays Red Sox game and missed a couple of bench clearing brawls and they kicked their ass to boot. So ho hum, here we are, Monday morning again. The Bosses are away this week so even though they are cool and dont get on my back its a little less pressure around the office. Hope all is well out there in Beefland. Welcome to another week on the rock.