2:36 p.m. - 2008-02-22
Smoke It (on the pit)
The sky is blue, the birds are singing and it's Friday. The grill is going to be fired up this afternoon and a yet to be named meat will be offered up on the alter for the BBQ gods.
I'm bumming a ride home with a co-worker since my POS truck is still dead. At least I will have a few days to tinker with it and see if life can be breathed back into it's nostrils.
There is no heartbreak or physical pain to report today (as long as no one touches my thumb). I did speak to the daughter on the phone this morning and I could feel the stress of college classes in her voice. Let's all wish her the best.
The employeer is telling us to leave at 3:00 today because of a downtown event. With pay. Hell, that's like telling me to have kinky sex and write bad checks. No problemo, boss.
