It’s Monday. I had a wildly successful bachelor weekend—every objective was met with flying (and slightly greasy) colors. Junk food intake? Impressive. Gaming hours? Borderline heroic. Horror movie marathon? Let’s just say I may never sleep again. Meanwhile, the girlfriend had a great time visiting her son in Tempe, soaking up those glorious temps in the upper 80s and low 90s. I was only a little bitter while shivering back home, where we’re apparently negotiating with the sun just to crack 60. Damn.

Anyway, I’m working on the LEGO Batmobile while watching the NASCAR race in Texas and snacking on a bag of heavily salted butter braid pretzels. I love Sunday afternoons!

-keep