Only Two More Shopping Hours Left

Until I'm Thirsty-Two!! It was a historical day some 32 years ago when I entered the world and the sleepy town of Urbana, IL. Mad props to my mom and dad for making me the role model for young and old that I assume I am.

My wife is celebrating my birthday weekend by ditching me and going to Florida for four days. In that case, I am going to watch so much freaking baseball and football over the weekend they'll have to surgically remove the beer cozie from my hand and use a blow torch to get the chip bowl off my burgeoning belly. Oh yeah, and an industrial strength power washer might be needed to hose down the place before Emily returns.

Anyway, I've been meaning to post my thoughts on the sadness that was the Twins vs. Yankees playoff series and maybe even touch on Arnold the Governor. But I don't know if I'll get to that. Regardless, now that the Twins are done, I guess I'll be cheering for the Red Sox. Those readers with extraordinary memory and nothing better to do may remember that I listed the Red Sox as favorite team #3 on my side blog, Top Five and Then Some (speaking of having free time).

Okay now I really am off to bed, for the last time in my life as a 31 year-older.