THE WEEKEND RUSH…

I do adore my weekends. It’s always grand to have that little break and just enjoy the hell out of whatever comes your way.

However that all shakes out.

Here’s Exhibit A: ROBERT PALMER’S 80s classic ADDICTED TO LOVE.

The lights are on
But you’re not home…

*heavy sigh*

That’s how it always begins: the slippery slope, the thin edge of the wedge, the feverish jump at the brass ring…

But it is the weekend, kids. Two words: Pace yourselves.

I’ll probably be back some time tomorrow. If not, I’m confident you’ll find something drolly amusing to occupy yourselves with until I return.

Ciao…