The STAY TUNED: Republican National Convention is in town, and it's a pain in the ass

It's your intention to give an unadulterated view of what it's like to live in Minneapolis, and work in Saint Paul, and still attempt to ignore the fact that the Republican National Convention will be in town.

You're doing a pretty good job so far.

The worst part will be Monday, September 1st. On that day you have to work at 7:30 AM. It's Labor Day, but you're pretty sure traffic is still going to suck super ass because it's the first day of the freakin' RNC.

Reports will follow.

The After-Work Routine

You come home and you open a beer. You eat the leftover pizza in the fridge. You eat it cold, because nuking it would take effort. Then you open another beer.

You watch syndicated episodes of old sitcoms. King of Queens, Just Shoot Me, That 70's Show, King of the Hill, etc.

Your girlfriend's cat rubs against your leg and yowls. You tell the cat to shutup because your girlfriend is downstairs asleep, and the cat's yowling tends to wake her up, and she has to get up in a few hours to go to her job.

You should be looking for a new job. A job that gets you home before midnight. A job that doesn't involve driving in the Twin Cities' shitty traffic twice a day.

Minnesota nice? Whatever. These people drive like serious fucking douchebags.

You're tired. The sitcoms shut down your brain. And, soon, the beer will knock you out

Time to brush your teeth and then pass out.