I’m feeling freaking great this morning.  I am rested (relatively), caffeinated, and smiling.

Anyways I’m looking forward to heading to Buffalo this weekend.  Watch the Superbowl with friends (not that I care too much about the outcome), see Baby Squire (that’s right, Funcle AJ is on his way), and in general have a great weekend out of town.

But more than that, I get to drive to work this morning.  And if the tradition I’ve had going for the last two weeks stays, I will happily be passed by the same car with a donut on its front driver’s tire going 70 on the highway.  That’s right, those dinky little replacement spares that are supposed to get you to the repair shop slowly and not too far, its been on this one car for almost two weeks. And the guy cruises, fast, while talking on his cell phone (that’s only been a couple days).  But it makes me smile.  And laugh, and wonder if I’ll get to see the crash when he eventually dies because the donut explodes.