Relax!

Nothing like sitting on a porch, pounding back a beer with your buddies and watching the world go by on a hazy, lazy Saturday afternoon. I mean, there really isn't much else that I wanted to do - it was simply too hot.

Then in the evening, a nice greasy bar meal on a patio, some beers, and a group of folks watching Tyson get his ass handed to him again, all in the name of money.

Today will be a different story, unfortunately - sitting in a hot car driving back to Toronto.