Well, for some people, but not me. Picked up the dog from the groomer last night. Looks and smells 1000 percent better. Played poker. Won. Not much, but a win is a win.
Working today, and no, not a hope in hell of getting off early, so I get to fight 100,000 Massholes going up the Spaulding, which means I'm taking the back roads home through Berwick, ME. Also working tonight, dealing (poker).
Many beers and meat-bearing creatures will be sacrificed this weekend. Already have the chicken defrosting for beer can chicken tomorrow, and burgers Sunday/Monday.
Any wild plans for ya'll out there?