This has been a hell of a week. No, make that “month.”  No tragedy has befallen the House of Rib, but a few close friends are having a rough time lately, the work Project From Hell has been driving me to paroxysms of vexation, and an unexpected health problem is slowly eating away at my sanity.  Suffice it to say I’m just worn out.

So when I found out yesterday that a few of my projects at work had been pushed out a few days, I said a silent prayer to the flying spaghetti monster and told everyone I was taking the day off.

I’m going to spend most of today writing and reading. I’ve been doing a lot of both lately, as they’re the only things that keep me from going over the edge.  Them and Dove chocolates.

Coming soon, then, to ye old Rib is a Mens We Love list.  In a perfect world each of the them would have his own post singing his praises, but alas, the world stays resolutely flawed.

There may also be a post on a recent revelation I had about writing that made me utter words I never dreamed I would say.  Stay tuned for that this weekend… that is, if I can finish off this plate of crow in time.