Seriously

I have come to believe that no one actually works on Fridays anymore, because I have gotten scant little e-mail today and zilch at my personal e-mail account. So to all of you who don't have to work on Fridays all I have to say is screw you. I'll be here till 5:30 while you hit your third of many happy hours. Hope you don't have a hang over tomorrow. Seriously.

This weekend is all about Our Rusty, who is making a rare visit to the Rose City. I vow to take many photos and post a photo essay in his honor soon. Seriously.

I'm having a BBQ in Rusty's honor tonight and I thought it was supposed to be nice today but when I woke up this morning it was raining. I want sunny warm weather this evening because there's few things worse than a soggy cook out. Seriously.

Today on the train there was a woman with a stroller and a child in the stroller (as that's where they tend to hang) and the woman babbled on and on to the kid who I am guessing was about a year an a half old (but I'm not good at age guessing kids, so it could very well have been a young teenager) trying to keep the kid from getting cranky. Just as the baby was about to pitch a fit she told the tot their stop was the next one and got up from her seat readying the stroller. An old dude sitting near buy waved at the kid and said "bye bye" very sweetly and the baby spat out "shut up". Wonder where it learned that?

Riding the train is entertaining. Seriously.