Old, fat, stupid and tired.

Were someone to ask me today how I feel, that's my go-to answer.

Really, though, I'm just exhausted after a great week. I had two strong interviews in the newspaper business -- yes, the industry that has treated me gruffly.

But I still have work to do. I have something to say. There are more windmills at which to tilt.

I'm having a couple of beers at The Tap and then home to sleep deeply, satisfied I gave my best. So that Saturday, when I wake, I will only be old, fat and stupid.

Have a great weekend.

Peace and rest unto all of you my brothers and sisters.