There is really only one thing wrong with weekends: they come to an end way too quickly. Tomorrow, another five days of toil begins. This week, I have a couple of things to look forward to. Tomorrow morning, I'm having breakfast with a friend. She's bringing me a birthday present, and she's a great baker. I'm looking for some homemade cinnamon rolls. On Thursday evening, my book club meets at my house. We're reading a tribute collection of stories written for Ray Bradbury titled Shadow Show. If you're a fan of Bradbury, or short fiction, I highly recommend it. It includes writers like Margaret Atwood, Dave Eggers, Harlan Ellison, Neil Gaiman, and Alice Hoffman. It's like a Who's Who of North American fiction.
So, still trying to remain positive, I have some really good events coming up this week. If I add some caffeine and a bag of Scoop Fritos, it's going to be an awesome seven days.
Saint Marty, keeping it real.
Confessions of Saint Marty
