Hello and welcome to another glorious weekend!  Since it is Saturday and since I have a LR planned, of course the weather is shitty.  Two Saturdays ago it was 37 and raining for my 17.7 miles, last Saturday it was a snowstorm for my HM, and it is snowing yet again this morning for my planned 20.  This is bullshit.  So I think I;ll head to the grocery store and do my LR in a few hours after the snow is supposed to stop.

Cool story bro?

In other news, my Elite Eight is fully intact.  

Bar Mitzvah tonight (not mine).

OMG internet people wake up

Caramel flavored Starbucks.

I thought it was Saturdailies sleep in?  Anyway, that's what I did.

Trip today to Boston to go see the nephew and I just hope this snow crap doesn't mean messy roads.

I rocked an interview yesterday and all my dreams last night were me in the new job (and it wasn't a nightmare!).  Then I had a dream Tom Brady took me dress shopping.   So alrighty then.

Then I had a dream Tom Brady took me dress shopping.  

Tom does not mess around. Good thing you woke up...or maybe not. lol

Spring has forsaken us.

That shit out there makes no damn sense. The wind chill is like 10.

 

I prefer mine Starbucks flavored.

Wasn't he the first mate of the Pequod?

LRB, I saw this on FB an immediately thought of you.

So I'm sitting in my living room, quietly sipping my coffee and watching the elections in Nigeria, when I hear a noise. I turn in its direction, just in time to see a big piece of wood fall off the mezzanine, above the entrance door. Next, I see a bunch of cacti and some earth fly in the air and land on top of the broken pieces of wood. Finally, a couple of big pots come crashing down on the floor. All this happened in a matter of seconds, but it felt to me like it was in slow motion. Totally bizarre. I didn't even spill my coffee, I just closed my eyes when I realized that the pots were about to come crashing down. It completely woke me up, no need for a second cup... Turns out the culprit was the piece of wood that serves as decorative rungs in one of the two windows above the mezzanine. Because of age, the wood must have dried up and it dislodged from the window frame. Then a series of events followed. Thank God I wasn't standing under there... You would never have heard from me again. Dead from a flower pot on the head...

I have 10 miles after I clean up that mess. Then we must drive to the airport later this afternoon. That's too much action for me. On top of it all, I found out that my flight to Amsterdam in three weeks has been sub-contracted by Air Canada to Lufthansa.