Weekend Blues

And so it begins. The weekend. A time of relaxation. Not.

28 Engineers are coming to lunch today. Then the Friday night crowd. The Saturday morning run around for bread, flowers and assorted ingredients that we have run out of. The Saturday lunchtime morons. Saturday night dissolves into several bottles of strong Russian beer. Sunday and the half-wits with families, limes and sodas and a bagette and can little Jimmy have french fries with that and then Sunday evening with the regulars wanting that last pint at 10:29 when they know we close at 10:30.

Enjoy yours.

Moizza, why don't u post a nice picture of something Pakistani to make me grin? Or mail me and Ill post it.

Comments

[dawn]

A fast-paced run-around weekend at a pub in a quiet town in England sounds like a really nice weekend to me. Wanna trade?

So, what's up with your Pakistan longings lately? Me and the kids might be going in December. I always miss it when I'm gone. Kind of a surprisingly nice place to hang out for a bit isn't it?

[Patrick]

Hey Bubba. Thats the price you pay for fame and fortune. Nothing wrong with that last pint. I think the last pint has something to do with not wanting to go home.

[moizza]

I'm trying,I'm trying but most of my pictures have more of me and less of Pakistan. Try this blog though, he updates pics regularly, pkblogs.com/bazangi