Yezzz, I like your Amurrriican rrrock and rrrroll...verrr much.

Happy Friday everybody. The last real weekend of the summer is upon us and I'm going to get every second's enjoyment out of it that I can. The wine rack is full of old vine zinfandels, the fridge is packed with beer, and I can't be sure, but I think if Harfleur had this much cheese on hand, they'd have lasted longer against Henry V and that siege might have ended a little differently.

In between all the baseball, SPOUSE and I are going to watch "300" this weekend on the stupidly sized television. He doesn't even seem to be put off that I keep calling it gay porn. That's how cool and modern we are.

I shall now take my non-sequitur spouting self out to find a place in Harvard Square to watch a few innings of baseball and drink some adult flavored beverages. Charlie's, I think. They've got a veggie reuben that kills. Hear me baby? KILLS.