My family and I spent most of the day Saturday loading lumber and other debris into a 30-foot rollaway dumpster. I'd had my old two-car garage demolished and the fallen mess had to be removed.
Every muscle in my body is sore and I'm covered in scrapes, bruises and aches.
Turns out manual labor is not my thing.
It's been raining off and on for the last five days. It's mushy and humid outside.
Current events? I don't care.
I don't care if David Letterman fucked every woman on his staff.
I don't care what Liz Cheney says or does.
I don't care that the morons on the right cheered for Rio De Janeiro.
Today, I just don't care.