I routinely rise at approximatelty 7:54 on weekends and look forward to the below activities with the same enthusiasm that was reserved for getting blind drunk at every opportunity a few years back. The fact that one of the desired activities typically involves old, sweaty men conducting unnecessary stretching exercises and uninterrupted moaning is cause for concern. Actually, make that both activities… Who needs nightlife, when you can combine squash, a steam room and the Sundance Kabuki theatre ?
