Sunday Night Shenanigans

I realize that some of you are tired of the word “shenanigans,” but you know what? Shenanigans is one of the greatest words of all time, and I will use it with abandon, no matter how much the anti-shenanigans troop yells about it like a banshee.

Another weekend come and gone, and lessons learned and unlearned. There is a Burger Fest going on very near to where I am right now, in which I almost immediately plan to partake. If anything is worth Festing about, it’s burgers.

Hang out here and relax, or go out and make something of yourselves, or some combination of the two.

I’ll see you soon, and enjoy what’s left of your Sunday.