Last day of work for the weekend. Hot Damn.

I'm baaaack. Didja miss me, huh huh, didja, didja??

Tom Waits. Nuff said

whataya want fer nuttin'...a rubber biscuit?

I gots coffeez and sunshinz...guess it's gonna be a pretty good day.

Gone for a couple of days, but basically back.

Lunch. Roast beast w/swiss and mater.

Morning. Sheesh, whatta weekend.

Last day of the week. Retirement check showed up, payday Friday. $$$$$$

Tuesday. Headache. Coffee. Now. Dammit