I'm as busy at work right now as I've ever been. I've got deadlines I may not meet. I've got so much work that I'm having a hard time justifying spending a few minutes on this blog. But none of this matters to be because I'm only paying one mortgage. It's a good thing, anyway. Bidness, you know.
Dog seems to be doing better. Ate and drink last night without puking. I always call that a success. You?
My wife has it in her head now that we're going to Vegas. One of her coworkers has a house out there, and a girlfriend who can get us a free room at the Venetian. I always nervous of such ventures. I don't know this guy. I don't know his girlfriend. How do we get this free room? What happens if they break up? I'll end up owing someone something, right?
Tieraney really wants a trip, though. Been a while since we've had one, and I guess it would be good to get Vegas off the list of places she wants to see.
Life seems to content to push for small yards instead work towards field goal range, at least. Maybe they're setting us up for the deep play. Regardless, three yard run.
Life's ball: 2nd and 2 on it's own 28.
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