Tastes like…. victory.

Tonight, the 3-18 talk can kiss my ass.

All that matters is 24-20 and 5-1.

There’s no better feeling in the world.

The beer tastes better. Sex is better.

It’s a proven fact.

UPDATE: Exile on Main Street sounds better, too.

The view from Lot Y

Slow, gloomy start to the morning… hope it’s not an omen.