OH, I’M SORRY: AM I TALKING TOO LOUD? GIVE ME A BREAK: IT’S ALMOST 11 AM, YOU ALL SHOULD BE SHOWERED AND FED AND READY TO HAVE A NICE, QUIET AFTERNOON TAKING DOWN THE LAST OF THE CHRISTMAS STUFF.
Yes, so I had one (1) beer last night and watched Superman: Doomsday on this Netflix On Demand service that I’m trying out, in lieu of going out and drinking tequila until oblivion at somebody else’s place, then sleeping on the floor. That’s what happens when you have two kids and a forty-year-old metabolism: you learn to pace yourself.
BUT IT WAS A NICE MORNING: WE HAD PANCAKES… OOPS, I’M TALKING TOO LOUDLY AGAIN. SORRY.