Due to the scheduling of this week, I have a three-day weekend! A holiday without having to use holiday time! Sleep in tomorrow! Enjoy the potential thunderstorm on Sunday and revel in a high temperature below 90 degrees!

edit: Oh, and another rewatch of Miss Fisher for background noise.

I am, Plei.

Why is there football on NBC?

And the latest, apparently the Secret SErvice is moving out of Trump Tower and into a trailer out on the street.

At this point, it's probably going to be The House of Meat for dinner if they're still open whenever I actually get in. Or delivery.

The juxtaposition of this made me have to reread, because for a moment I thought the Secret Service were going to be working out of a food truck.

At least it's a generous glass. Airport prices are cray.

Y'all, I think I'm gonna order some tater tots, too.

Man, I really want wine and tater tots for dinner.

The juxtaposition of this made me have to reread, because for a moment I thought the Secret Service were going to be working out of a food truck.

That's next.

Huh. I guess it's to do with the Hall of Fame. I'm amazed that I live in Dallas and yet escaped the fact that the Cowboys would be playing today.

Also, Fox has a game show based on the app Shazam, and it is super-annoying. And hosted by Jamie Foxx.

Am jealous! Say hi to everyone we mutually know for me! If you see Gwyn, tell her I am going to attempt to get at least one of the five things done this weekend. I would just text her, but witnesses keep me honest or something. (She is basically my whole audience for the thing.)

You guys, why are all of my plans on the same day? Saturday, it's a family party, friends staying with me will probably get here before I get home, and then I am going to a concert Saturday night! Too many plans. Of course that means I should be vacuuming or something now, but meh.

Y'all! Remember how I mentioned Waffles the Basset Hound? You should be able to see this picture: [link]