i never make it to the post office

I just spent the last three hours sitting at my desk, wearing my new Twins visor, taking care of some very icky business. I may or may not have more details for you next Friday. Sorry for the ambiguity, but Google has not been my friend ever when it comes to the wrong people stumbling upon this here blog.

I forgot to eat. Nothing says delicious like a meal by my personal chef, Chef Boyardee, at almost 10 p.m.

Football starts tomorrow. I don’t even care who wins what games; I just want my fantasy players to kick ass. Is that wrong?

Really, I got nothing else at all. I’m a champ when it comes to content today.

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