If you need me, I'll be sleeping off my seventh Black Friday shift in the last eight years.

I'll be away from my MN family for the fifth straight year. Worse still, my wife and kids are out there too. It's not the best Thanksgiving I've ever had, so I'll be living vicariously through you guys.

I don't know where the cutoff is for "migraine" and "garden variety headache," but I think I crossed over into the former yesterday. I can't move my neck without wincing.

Philosofer became the latest WGOMer to win Spookymilk Survivor (that's seven in a row for site regulars). There are some obsessive dudes around here.

Yesterday I did about $16k by myself in the six business hours I was there. I'm tired already, dudes. Black Friday is a young man's game.

This is my first chance to sleep past 6 for about a week and a half, so I hope my body plays along. If you see me here early, I'll be in a bad mood. Well, worse than normal.

Yesterday, scheduling idiocy had me at the store for most of thirteen hours. That's a little tiring for a guy who doesn't know how to stand still.

It's friday, I ain't got no job, and I don't have s to do.

My brother continues to live to see another birthday, having made much better choices than last year. The kid may be alright.

Yesterday I had to take a conference call, but it was otherwise my day off so I took it from home. I'm already addicted to being able to work at home in my street clothes.