Yeeess b'y! I knows da feelin. The highlight of my day, just past, was reading the weekly grocery ads in the newspaper. Tomorrow, I'll have something exciting to do - go to a few grocery stores and fill up on the bargains, like the rest of the sheep. Though it doesn't matter much because cooking for one isn't all that costly, or much fun.

I've got one and a half rugby games on tape and it's almost 5PM. So, if I can kill an hour here at the Café, I've got 3.5 hours of beer and rugby to take me to passing out on the couch. Sleep until dawn. Then, it's just five hours until I get to go for groceries. A real party weekend.

Jerry... good on ya for being so lucky as to find a good woman. I just hope you didn't get the last one. And I'm not talking about a bargain so don't all you Mudcatettes get on my case.

Ah, screw it. I'm cracking one as I write. A toast to ye, Johnny b'y! Jump in the RV and 'ave a wee toddy. It'll make ye feel like yer outta the four walls.