It’s Friday, ya bastids! Not only that, it’s payday. My first payday in almost two years, even. Unfortunately, it’s supposed to be 94 here today, and that pretty much sucks. Even worse, it’s Balloon Festival weekend. Not that I have anything against balloons, mind you, but it’s at the park where we go for walkies, and it’ll be pretty much off-limits until next week. We’ll have to find someplace else to talk the poor doggie out. Not tonight, though; too damn hot. Let’s hurry up and get this day over with.