fine whine

In completely meaningless news, I have fallen again from my perch atop the google results for the word "whine" and you know what? I feel fine.

Scott brought his friend Eric over today and we worked on building some sawhorses. Earlier this morning I attached a new bottom to a wooden chest Jessica is rebuilding/repairing/refinishing. Later today Eric, Scott and I played Jenga and some card games. My dinner was grilled Johnsonville Brats and some Kraft Macaroni & Cheese and an apple that was definitely red but questionably delicious. Tonight's entertainment was back to back screenings of the Peter Sellers hippy not-classic I love you, Alice B. Toklas and the farcical TV romp Stay tuned with John Ritter, Pam Dawber and some still fairly impressive CGI (the latter film has weathered the time relatively well, the former is now a cultural artifact).

So other than the apple, I don't have too much about which to whine. So it goes.