Friday Pick-me-up |

Bad news, it’s hardly 11. Good news, it’s Friday! Only ~~8ish~~ 6ish 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…

I woke up this morning to head to the gym and it’s pouring outside. Not even mad about it. It was a nice little free car wash from Mother Nature. I was thinking that today might be a great day. Then as soon as I leave the gym everything changed. All of a sudden I’m in the middle of a blizzard. NOT IDEAL. Can’t wait to battle traffic in this shit after work. Really nothing more enjoyable than a 10 minute drive home turning into 30 minutes because people are dense and can’t figure out how to drive in snow. Whatever. I’m over it. I can’t sit here and be mad knowing I’ve got a 3 day weekend ahead of me. Just trying to make it through the day and then jet up north to shred some pow….and by that I mean fall down Boyne Mountain every time I try to stand up on my skis.

That brings me to my next point…I think 3 day weekends are the best thing of all time. Really can’t say they’re underrated because they’re universally loved, but they’re definitely underappreciated. Nothing better than getting #InOne on a Sunday without worrying about having to wake up and be a real person on Monday. Nothing worse than finding yourself hammered drunk after an extended brunch and not knowing whether or not you should keep pounding pops or to call it a day and let the hangover sink in. With a 3 day weekend, that is a non issue and you can put back as many sodas as your heart desires (given that it’s the Divisional round of the NFL playoffs this weekend, that number will be high).

If you’re one of the poor souls who does not get to take advantage of this wonderful extended weekend, I’m sorry. Just know that I will be dedicating my weekend to you.

Anyway, stay warm this weekend. Drink some Fireball. We had a brief taste of Spring but are getting tossed right back into the depths of Hell aka Winter in Michigan.

On to the music.

First up, we’ve got ourselves a new one from uzi vert. I’m all in on uzi, as if that wasn’t obvious by now.

In a total change of direction from the last one, we’ve got an old song from Cartel. This came up in a Spotify radio station I was listening to and I knew I had to include this. These guys were great. I wonder if they’re still a real thing. I’m not going to Google it and just assume it’s a yes.