Yeah, yeah, yeah, I said a post a day. And you know what? Here's your stinkin' post. We've all got priorities.
Based on this post, I'm pretty sure Midwestern Gal is out in the heat and humidity, cranking out some six-minute miles while either cooking or making love right now. And Meg is probably disrobing, falling down or both -- or possibly gyrating with the undead -- because that's just how she does.
But I'm about to slice into an ice-cold watermelon and then watch some episodes of Lost. What was your Tuesday night like?