TGIF knuckleheads! What a weekend ahead. My colleagues are enjoying a day off, apparently on the links. Stink sent me a snap of golf cart brewski at 8:30AM…kid’s sick! But I can’t deny it, I was overcome with jealousy. The clock is counting down to G’s first weekend beer and it can’t come soon enough. We are running out of summer weekends and this one should be one of the best. I’m not even attending the wedding and I’m pumped for it. This is mainly because Ted has been hyping up the weekend like he’s some Vegas party planner. And who’s to blame him?! Plus the German-American festival and a Fewer Crooks performance…can’t get much better.
A rendezvous with my fellow knuckles staff is on the way and JHoe guaranteed some PBJ–no, I ain’t talkin about the sandwich. Rick Muntz will be out and about lookin to party as well.
Brace yourselves, it’s going to be a wild one.