Bad news, it’s not even 10 am. Good news, it’s Friday! Only 7ish more hours until you can celebrate your short lived freedom. Whether you were crunching numbers or digging ditches, celebrate the fact that you made it through another grueling work week. At the end of the day, we’re all just doing one thing anyway…

Thank baby Jesus that it’s finally Friday. Talk about a rough week. I’m pretty sure I’m still recovering from all of the sporting events last Sunday. Drinking a case of Bud Light in a blizzard will test your ability to persevere…sort of like a dislocated finger and torn ligaments on your throwing hand. But, I pulled through, just like Matt Stafford and the Lions, and here I am. Charles and I raced some guys in the street to show them who the fastest white guys in the county were. SPOILER ALERT: We won. It was a tie. I have the footage. Might post it later if a get a few vodka vodkas in me and I’m feeling like crushing every self-proclaimed fast guy’s self esteem. Great chance of that happening by the way because 1.) I’m going to be drinking and 2.) I’m going to drop-in hockey for the first time in my life so I’ll need some sort of self esteem boost after I get my ass handed to me for an hour.

Speaking of drinking, it’s going to be an alcohol fueled weekend around these parts. NBD, but it’s my bday weekend so I plan on jumping head first into a new year of life/not being a billionaire with a crippling hangover. Really hoping the Lions will be able to nurse me back to health on Sunday with a victory.

You’d think at this point in life I’d get some shit figured out. But no, here I am with an open ESPN tab, checking stats so I can open my other tab and make some bets on this weekend’s NFL action. Add in the fact that I’m writing this, and scanning YouTube for some songs to add to this thing, and you’ve got my brain working at full capacity.

(Side note: Just laughed out loud because I found the perfect song to add to this)

Anyway, i hope to see you beauts in that wonderful basement formerly known as Commune this weekend. I’ll be there with a few vodka vodkas and an incoherent slur.

First song is perfect. It was number 1 on the Billboard charts on my birthday. Probably the most necessary song I’ve ever included in this.

Second song is just a jam. I’m partial to anything with Sean Paul. Absolutely hilarious that he’s still pumping out music