Labor Day Weekend

...was pretty uneventful at Casa Southern Man. Six hours on the road on Friday to get eleven-year-old daughter for the weekend and six to return her today were bookends for relaxation at home, some time at the grandparents, a little shopping, a movie (Vampires Suck, which is so silly it deserves neither a link nor a review), and a little geocaching...and tomorrow it's back to work. Thursday's email contained a request for an assessment report to be on the Dean's desk by eight o'clock in the morning, so Southern Man will have to burn a little midnight oil to get that done tonight. Or nine o'clock oil; Southern Man plans to be asleep well before midnight. That's right, the single life is just one long endless party. Isn't it?