31/01/2009
Friday Nights, Satur-days, Sunday Mornings
Yesterday.
Friday Night.
This Morning.
Greatly different, but the same person. It isn’t like I am judging him, I was behind the camera at both places, but I just dont have any images of me being a doofus. I am sure a Monday cruise through photos tagged Rich and Cassie’s Bday will uncover evidence. It was a trifecta weekend- the Friday party, Saturday rehab, and Sunday activity. Luckily the Super Bowl- a bittersweet end to the last 20-or-so weeks- will be this afternoon. I am interested to see if it is any better than than the Nadal/Federer match this morning.
http://sports.espn.go.com/sports/tennis/aus09/news/story?id=3876400
It obviously can’t beat out all the hype and excitement with the old-man vs. the young veteran under center, a defensive Steelers team vs the best three-man airforce seen in a while, and the half-asian persuasian, former Super Bowl MVP vs the most eligble bachelor in the league (despite what some broad from the Raiders has to say about it).
I’ve got a case of Blue Moon to book-end the weekend with booze and am ready to finish it off right.
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