Wet Friday

I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm sick of the rain. It's been going on for like three days straight. It's so bad that I can't even bury my head in the sand: there's no sand. It's all mud.

Now, on to more pressing items on the agenda. What's for dinner tonight. I'm taking the Research Scientist out for an early birthday. Pretty sure I'll be taking her to Emerils. She's never been and, well, the place is so amazingly delicious. Yep. That's it. I just made up my mind. So now, does anybody know anyone in the market for a new kidney? I'll need to hock mine in order to pay for dinner.

Also, Heidi M. will be in town with Mr. Beer for the Bar-a-Thon. Hopefully she doesn't puke on herself during the race.