Bad news, it’s hardly 10. 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…
Wow, I’m hurting. Got a little too lit up at the company holiday party last night. Quick FYI, when they say wear whatever you want, they don’t actually mean wear a dabbing Rudolph sweater. I looked like a lunatic when everyone was at least dressed in business casual. Yikes.
Oh well. At least this weekend is going to be shit show. Birthday weekend, Lions Saturday game, Pronto brunch, what a time to be alive.
I’m going to keep this short and sweet because my brain can’t really handle anything too in-depth right now. I hope you all have a beautiful weekend. I hope you get lost in the sauce. I hope you find the meaning of life. I hope you dance like no one is watching.
I also hope to see you at the Lions game.
Fuck Jim Caldwell. Restore the roar.
On to the music.
First up a classic from my man Ricky. What a great song.
Second, we’ve got a nice little tune from Riff Raff. Guy is a hero of mine so I figured the least I could do is post his music every now and then.