Relaxing is part of the plan, in fact it is the plan. What could be better than an afternoon in your backyard, a cold 6 pack of Saint Arnold, a chilled bottle of potato vodka spiked with fermented blackberries, followed by a 16 oz Texas Ribeye, baked potato, some green vegetable and and small salad.
You will sleep like a baby getting all of the rest that's required or needed. For example, somehow I tore the tendon in my elbow. I have no idea how. So following my Dr's advice, I put ice on it nightly. With my left elbow in the cooler and a Saint Arnold Lawnmower Ale in my right, I was able to sit through "America's Got Talent" with my dear wifey. I never even made a move to shoot the tv. I just reached for the opener, settled in with my killer 2 pound rat dog and dozed off listening to Howie Mandel's bullshit in the background.
Never took their painkillers. Shit just gave me a headache... and no it wasn't the Saint Arnold! Heaven Forbid!
And what could be better that an afternoon learning things from the Super Secret Book?! Look at what you left the seminar with, well, besides the bruising, bleeding and manipulated joints. All that knowledge to share with those who desperately need it.
