Evening dispatch.

by chuckofish

Well, happy Friday, again, dear readers. Yes, I did pre-empt my mother’s reminder text about writing a blog post this evening, because, as always, I have put it off to the last minute. By that, I mean my bedtime. It was a rather uninspiring week. A tedious week. Lots of long red lights downtown, traffic on Highway 40, several employee communications and one blood pressure increasing press release. But at least it is Friday.

I have confirmed that this is my last weekend of 2025 with zero plans. For the rest of the year, I have something to do every weekend. I know, I know..

In reality, it’s most DAR-related activities. Okay, maybe the gif is appropriate.

My mother and I considered taking this opportunity to drive to Litchfield, Illinois, home of a Steak-n-Shake active enough to have billboards on the highway declaring the Golden Age of French Fries has arrived. Our road trip would then take us to the Pink Elephant Antique Mall. Instead, I think I am going to sleep in and do chores and maybe hit up the Hobby Lobby for some fall table/mantle decor. Again, the gif is so accurate.

And I saw this on Instagram…