IF
No, I am not about to plagiarize the famous poem by Rudyard Kipling. And no, my title isn’t even intended as a misplaced conjunction. I threw it in there as nothing more than the second half of “TGIF.” Boring, right? Well, that’s how I feel about Fridays now. It’s no longer “Thank God it’s Friday!” for me. Now, it’s just, “It’s Friday? And IF just doesn’t conjure up the same excitement in me. It’s sad that I no longer get excited for the weekly holiday that both commemorates the end of the workweek and commences the gluttonous two-day vacation to follow. It’s just not the same anymore. Happy Hour? Postponed indefinitely. Texas Hold ‘Em with my buddies. Dead. A stop at Blockbuster Video on my ride home? Whoops. Looks like I reminisced a little too far back, but you
