One of the unfortunate side effects of working so many hours is no meals at home. I have eaten at McDonald’s a couple of times this week, and a couple of PB&J sandwiches at 11pm as I crawled home, but mostly at work. I have developed the worst case of farts that I have had in quite some time. Deadly. Nasty farts. I will probably end up sleeping with the dog tonight they are so disgusting.

I finally got home a few minutes ago, another 17 hour day. I am thoroughly enjoying a Sam Adams Summer Ale. It is wonderful, and what is even neater is the fact that not only will I get to entertain everyone at the Ren Fest tomorrow with my deadly wind, but I will be adding beer to the mix as well.

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