Wednesday Morning Jeter
Although I'm still not quite ready to discuss last week's unpleasantness, I can't bring myself to be angry at Jeter. And so, to help everyone get through what is likely to be another average hump-day, have some Jeter, with my compliments.
I don't know about you, but I feel better already!
Piggy Piggy!
I'm a little bit obsessed with
pork. It rivals my long-standing obsession with
Derek Jeter.
It's a toss-up between bacon and ribs as to which I enjoy more, but because there are no bacon cookoffs happening in the area (that I know of ... I think I just figured out what I'm doing for my 28th birthday), learning that the first weekend of November there will be a
Ribfest in Homestead has made me very happy.
If you can think of a better reason to go to Homestead, I'd like to hear it. I've already laid out my wifebeater and acid-washed, jean shorts. If you're looking for me on November 3rd, you know where to find me -- RIBFEST!
