Saturday, September 29, 2007
(Yeah, lame, I know. I'm really too tried to come up with a better title.)
Last night Hubs and I were extras on Friday Night Lights. We got to the set at 5 p.m. and left at 5 a.m. and, as such, my brain is not functioning well enough to report on how Hubs got picked to be a coach, how sitting in football stands for 4 hours hurts your bum, or how it really does get cold in Austin, Texas at two in the morning.
Instead, I'm going to let Peter tell you.
Going back to bed now...