In case you’re wondering, Dear Reader, I will be here watching the Tide crush the bacon out of the Arkansas Razorpigs. No, I’m not a big Alabama fan, but the guy I’m going with is and I always cheer for the team of the ticket buyer. Just seems prudent since Jackson is a L O N G walk from Tuscaloosa.
In other news, I’m trying to teach myself how to code. I’ve decided to learn HTML and ASP. Not sure why really, other than I have a great idea for turning our paper inventory system into an automated system. At the rate I’m going, I’ll be finished about a week before I retire. I’m not a coder, so this is hard for me, but hell, I got nothing else to do. I’ll let you know how it goes.
And that, Dear Reader, is about all that’s happening in my neck of the woods. Well, I did see some dumbf*cks lining up at the gas pumps this afternoon. According to the latest rumors, a hit on Galveston is going to decimate the countries’ oil supply and within a week we’ll be riding bikes to work. Calm the f*ck down, people. Now is not the time to panic. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go pump up the tires on my bike.