So we're doing nekkid Sunday morning recovery now, are we?
No stories to tell. Got off work yesterday, played some poker, had a couple of beers, went home, had a few more beers, made steak, kicked dog, watched Phelps, went to bed.
I'd like to mow the lawn one of these days if it'll stop raining long enough for the damn thing to semi-dry out. Today is not that day.