Normally, I'd listen to music, perhaps go to a comedy club or a movie with my wife, and maybe even have a Pepsi and rum (a truly rare occasion) with one of the rums I have collected from our travels to the Caribbean. Not this week pal.
It's race week. I don't want to feel warm and fuzzy. Sunday and I'm going to be racing angry and out to rip the hands off the clock. It's coming...save yourselves!