Every year, we try to get away to the beach for a week before training camps open. This year, a 16-person throng of family members has descended on an undisclosed location along the Atlantic Ocean for a week of too much sun, too much food, and too much late-night poker with too much Mike’s Black Cherry Hard Lemonade.
As a result, there’s won’t be too much PFT Live this week. Actually, there won’t be any.
But I’ll be posting all week, since the work I do isn’t really work. It’s even less like work when banging the buttons of a laptop from the edge of the pool at a rental house that looks a little like Don Eladio’s Mexican retreat.
Hopefully, there will be no visitors bearing Zafiro Añejo.
The show returns next Monday, assuming that we will eventually get through the 20-mile summertime weekend bottleneck at the spot in Virginia where I-77 merges with I-81.
Channel Finder
Hard lemonade?
C’mon man…
Yes!
No show at all still beats Peter King.
Enjoy your vacation time with family Mike. In the end those are the memories that matter.
Undisclosed location? West Virginian and Ocean means Myrtle Beach! Enjoy!
traegas las chicas!!
YAY!!