It’s Friday The 13th

What a perfect way to end a fungus of a week.

Especially when you throw in rain and gale-force winds.

How long until cocktail time?

10 Responses to “It’s Friday The 13th”

1. ricki says:

   November 13, 2009 at 7:37 am

   It’s always 5 pm somewhere…

   (Really, it is. The time-zone thing, you know?)

   Personally, I’m living for the fact that it’s already Saturday somewhere in the world.

2. tree hugging sister says:

   November 13, 2009 at 8:12 am

   Oh, quit whining. We send you a little weather and you’re, like, “Ida want her!”

3. Ken S, Fifth String on the Banjo of Life says:

   November 13, 2009 at 8:52 am

   Yeah, what it he whining about? Temperature here dropped to 71 with gusts up to two miles an hour.

   Wimp.

4. Mr. Bingley says:

   November 13, 2009 at 9:17 am

   *sniff*

   it’s comforting to know at least ricki is sensitive and mature.

5. tree hugging sister says:

   November 13, 2009 at 9:24 am

   Mr. Summers and I refuse to enable your lack of intestinal fortitude, that’s all.

6. mojo says:

   November 13, 2009 at 10:50 am

   Relax, you won’t melt. Have a drink.

7. Gary from Jersey says:

   November 13, 2009 at 11:04 am

   Turn your watch upside down so you’ll think you’re gonna miss cocktail (or boxed wine) hour(s).

8. Mr. Bingley says:

   November 13, 2009 at 12:25 pm

   Lots-o-wine on tap for tonight, no doubt.

9. major dad says:

   November 13, 2009 at 12:31 pm

   Quit whining and crack open a bottle of red or is a dry martini in order? What am I thinking?! Both!

10. Mr. Bingley says:

    November 13, 2009 at 1:56 pm

    Works for me.