Wednesday rocks.

Really. Even when, on my "day off", I've got a morning meeting to cover, come in to the office to read the hard copy of the paper and think about getting the desk cleaned off, ... and a 6 p.m. interview with a community group leader celebrating an anniversary (ok -- 75th Boy Scouts Troop anniversary, no need to be so secretive, Mar), those afternoon hours belong to me.

And what an afternoon it is shaping up to be out there.

Mal and Buddy are in town, waiting for me now. Who knows what the afternoon will bring?

Sometimes it seems, our choices indeed pay off.

Make it a good one, you too.