We Could Be in Green Bay

• Never attend a craft beer festival on an empty stomach.
• Always try on your snow pants before you buy them.
• If you fall asleep on the couch watching a repeat of "Svengoolie," you deserve the infomercial that wakes you up at 4 a.m. Or worse, the Jay Mohr movie.
• Turned out the lengthy walks both I and my dog walker neighbor took Emmy on this summer aggravated her pre-existing limp. Thank God there's nothing wrong structurally with her bones.
• Spent Friday dividing time between the vet and Micro Center. Preferred the vet.
• Spent Saturday cleaning out my hard drive of eight months worth of eMusic downloads. Still have another 6 GB to go.
• I really did see a white kid on the Green line yesterday with "The only promise in life is death" tattooed on his skull and forehead. Guess he isn't a glass half-full guy.
• The pork rillettes are coming, Lauren. Perfection takes time.
• Fucking Bears. My Pop Warner team could get a better pass rush going.