It’s back. Like meeting that school yard bully at the stroke of 3 behind the teeter totters, but you do it over and over and over again every 7 days. You try to train the other days to prep for your fight. You try to find a way to sneak out early, or fain near […]
Moronic Monday- Canada doesn’t want me
So today is Monday. Me and Monday have a long history of not getting along, in fact I am pretty sure Mondays have been out to kill me for decades, yet every week I fight the good fight and try to kick Monday in the junk. You may have noticed a hint during me […]