6:00 AM Saturday morning, and again I've frittered away an evening avoiding what I'm supposed to be doing. I was certain by this morning I'd have a couple of blog entries finished, all of my e-mail answered, some wiseass comments to my Facebook page posted, three or four devastatingly funny Twitters tweeted, my Tivo "Now Playing" cache cleared, a pork crown roast frenched and trussed, both checkbooks balanced, three miles run and my one-man show completed and ready for review. A solid list, and certainly within reach, right? Sure - unless you make the mistake of preparing the crown roast first. Spent the last few hours in a pork coma; damn you pig flesh, why do you vex me so?
More of Mex's brilliance on tap, and a fitting entry considering the nature of this week's podcast. Enjoy the sight of a man who sits firmly in his own way.