Weekend Open Bar: A Cure For The Common Ennui

It’s the Bar! The Weekend Open Bar!

And a welcome one, at that. I’m ready. To kick off the pants, slap on some fat kid sweats. To slough off the responsibilities, pop on some wrestling. Or some Westworld. Or some Mob Psycho 100. Recline, recline, recline into the primo portion of the sectional in our sunroom.

It’s going to be a quiet weekend, with Mrs. Omega away. For better or worse.

Or specifically, for worse.

It’s the Bar! The Weekend Open Bar!

So keep me company, friends. Citizens of the Space-Ship. Let’s come together this weekend sharing in camaraderie and corpulence. What are you up to this weekend? Let’s hang out!