Nada. Nothing. Zilch. Zippo.

That’s what I’ve got. Tonight, I’ll be tuned-in to the first of the McCain/Obama debates. It’s all I’ve been thinking about all day. Okay. Not all. For awhile, I thought about the fact that I’m going to Weight Watcher hell today. Yep. Definitely. I’m sort of in build it, and I will eat it mode. Oh, boy. They’re going to suck me right into the pavement just like in the movie Ghost. Remember that?

The weekend — it is almost here.

Elen