I have a three-day "weekend" from Tuesday-Thursday that's really all I can think about. The shifts around it will be brutal, but I'll take it.

A couple of days ago, a kid I work with got fired because he consistently smelled so terrible that customers complained almost every day. He was sent home several times after getting in, and still didn't use this as motivation to bathe. The guy was a pretty good salesman, too, which makes the whole thing even more pathetic.

Now's about the time each year that I say "Uh-oh, only single digit days until The Milkmaid's birthday and I don't know what to get her."

Um...what should I get her?

Not actual heat. The basketball team. Three close, exciting games later, they're about to be rewarded for The Decision. It makes all those "Was this a failed experiment before it even began?" conversations on 4ltr two weeks ago seem a little pointless.

Not the basketball team. Actual heat. It's 110 here daily right now, and I understand the humidity in MN is a killer at the moment as well. Keep hydrated, gentle Citizens.

These NBA Finals have everything, except for the Heat losing.

After a month-long reprieve from even a single closing shift, last night was the first of four in a row. Well, I guess I was due.

Twins lose, Heat win...it just wasn't my night.

So, Thome got all of that one, eh?