Dear Mr. Veen: upon waking the other morning you declared you had a Hannah Montana song stuck in your head. You then proceeded to sing "Put your hands up!" over and over. Dear Nancy Jam: thank you for making my bagel with cream cheese d to the licious. Dear Vacation Bible School: wow. Three nights in a row of free childcare? Yes please. Dear SNL the 2010's: I can't think of a better way to end the day than by laughing my hiney off with you! Thank you for being on insta play - Amen. Dear PW iced coffee concentrate: at first I was skeptical of your process but one sip was all in took to become a believer. Thank you. Dear Stupid Computer in all it's Stupidness: you are not letting me post videos today which is quite frustrating. I will borrow a word from a cute girl I've met and say simply: poops! And last to Mr. Veen: how about a hot date at the cheap theatre tonight?
HAPPY FREAKING WEEKEND!