Barking Dogs... Tired Feet

Before we begin today's entry, I want to send a message to my concerned readers. Please be advised that the recent lack of creative or interesting entries was only temporary. You shan't be seeing another string of sub-par entries as you have had to endure over the past few days. Thanks to all who have written to express their concern.

Now, on with the show...

There is no other pain like tired and sore feet. I can take a sore thumb, sore throat, sore neck? Well, maybe a sore neck really stinks, but sore feet are just no fun. They are really no fun when you have a 40 minute drive home after a 12 hour work day. Not cool, Grandma. I know that there are worse things in the world, but these are my sore feet that I am talking about. If you want to complain about your aching feet, you are certainly welcome start your own blog. Call it "ohmyachingfeet.blogspot.com" if you want.

Dan and I are heading out to see Robert Randolph on Friday night at the Summer Fest Encore show in Milwaukee. Should be a good time. Look for me, I'll be the dork wearing the geeky shorts and nerdy t-shirt. If you spot me, say "Hello my friend!"