In The Immortal words of Fred Flintstone: YABBA DABBA DOO!!!

It is Friday, and all I am waiting on is for Mr. Slate to blow that 5 o'clock whistle...and my ass is outtie!! My plans for the weekend are up for debate at the present moment. It seems Jackson's coach entered the team at the last minute in a tournament in League City...and Mike said, "Sure, the Blues are in..." uh wait, maybe I should have check that WITH MY WIFE FIRST, because now my ass is IN THE DOG HOUSE. I had no intention, and still have no intention of hauling my ass back and forth between League City and The Woodlands all weekend long. Have fun Mikey.

I need to spend some time with my other child. In all the baseball hoo hoo that is always going on, she sometimes gets overlooked on the weekends. We either make her go with us to such fun and exciting places as Cy Fair, or League City...or...oooohhhh...Kingwood or she doesn't go with us and she ends up just staying at home all weekend...alone...that ain't good!!! I think I will take her shopping, and maybe to a movie or something like that...who knows. What I do know is that tonight we are going to go and kill about 15 pounds of crawfish and several pitchers of beer!!

That ought to just about do it!! Have a great weekend everyone!!