It’s Friday, and at the day job I have coined the phrase “Every time somebody pisses me off, my retirement plan gets its wings.” Nothing new, it’s just typical, and it’s part of the plan. Also part of the plan this week has been the statement “It will have to wait until after my show …
It’s Mardi Gras. Or Fat Tuesday. Also, Shrove Tuesday. Tomorrow is Ash Wednesday and the beginning of the Christian season of lent. I’m probably goobering up the history, but I think the Mardi Gras tradition came from having to cook up and eat all the “good” stuff in the house for the fasting associated with …
