Come, I will conceal nothing from you…

…this day was what Stephen King called a ‘piss-cutter,’ and for completely different reasons than that stupid SotU. The combination of discovering that my youngest doesn’t have school for the rest of the week (which messes up the schedule) and my wife getting sideswiped on her way home from work means that I’m calling it early* tonight. Music video and then bed for me.

Moe Lane

*The what turned out to be a half-bottle of wine** (drunk out of a McDonald’s Lego Movie Happy Meal cup, for that extra level of decadence) once my wife got home didn’t help.

**Oh, yeah, I remember the days when I had actual alcohol tolerance.  Then I had kids.