Beer Olympics

As much as I'd like to get get wrecked this weekend, my ability, desire and especially time, is being sucked away from the pit of despair the TV business calls Sweeps. I was here an hour late last night, no lunch break, and already in two hours early this morning. STILL behind, and the work load only piles up. But enought of my belly aching.
I also think we NEED Emmi, she has a power none of the rest of us possess to get people out of their damn houses and join in the fun. (Emmi can you tell we miss you?)

This weekend I'll try to pick myself up, and get a new plan together.