We seem to have been experiencing some technical difficulties here on pkenagy.com.  I laboriously type in lengthy, scintillating weekend updates and for some reason they are not showing up.  The primary reason could be because that’s a complete lie, but I’m still investigating.  May be a code bug of some type.

Another perfectly valid reason is that we’ve done nothing of note, followed closely by some odd issue with my picture storage system.  I generally figure, even if I don’t have anything post-worthy, I can at least throw a few pictures out here.  Alas, my super-duper cloud storage system is being a bit temperamental and my photos aren’t sorted right.  The combination of the two issues leaves me uninspired to post anything at all.

Given the lack of a post last week, I suppose I’m somewhat obligated to throw some nonsense out here though.  I can say, without reservation, that weekend was a complete and utter fail.  Just never quite got out the gate.  It started off rather mediocre, ramped up a slight bit Saturday, then slowly and rather painfully fizzled out.  In the words of the great luchador Nacho Libre, “You can’t win ’em all.”  Indeed, Nacho…  Indeed.  By mid-Sunday I’d effectively thrown in the towel, but in a last ditch effort to salvage some kind of a decent day I rolled down to the grocery and picked up some nice looking thick-cut pork chops.  Nothing like a little grilling to turn things around.  Alas, just didn’t have it in me;  They’re still in the ‘fridge.  Ever looked forward to a Monday?  Pretty rare statement right there.

Nacho