In this post: Dismal weather ahead, too pooped for pizza, Hanukkah’s coming.
In my last post I know I promised you more news and general horseshit, however it’s already 9 p.m. and I really can’t think of anything else unless you’d be interested to know that: 1) I’m so damn tired tonight I can hardly keep my eyes open; 2) UPS just delivered a crate of Lou Malnati’s pizzas; 3) there’s a cold front coming on Saturday; and 4) ONLY SEVEN MORE DAYS UNTIL HANUKKAH.
For the record, I can’t explain #1 at all, #2 is still sitting on the front doorstep in a styrofoam cooler with dry ice until Sam gets home from work due to #1, proof of #3 appears below, and — to tell you the truth — #4 is really not a very big deal to me whatsoever. Sam and I don’t celebrate much of anything around here aside from Texas Independence Day, the new season of “Deadliest Catch” and Marcy’s Birthday, but if you’d like to send Hanukkah presents please click here right away to request our mailing address. Thank you in advance. (Cash would be nice. Also a dozen new kitchen towels.)