Country Quittin' Time

The daily grind has slowed to a crawl, and Friday seems like a month away. If you look at the clock one more time, you're going to rip it off the wall. Pop in your ear buds and take a quick vacation from the humdrum. You'll feel better. We promise.

Time to get the boots scootin' outta here, Jack! Don't worry, there'll be plenty of work to do when you get back. There always is. But right now, you need to see that workplace disappearing in the rearview. Don't forget to bring the tunes when you split this weekend.

Set the destination for the Louisiana bayou, or Las Vegas, or the fishin' hole, or wherever you wanna go. For the next 48 hours, you're the boss, and nobody except numero uno's going to tell you what to do or where to go. So party on, big time.

OK, you may not be ready to tell the boss to take this job and shove it, but a long, cool one would sure help put this day behind you. Before long, the weekend's coming, and you're more than ready to head to the lake, or the hills, or the track, or anywhere there's no time clock being punched. Before your rowdy friends come over tonight, pull together a quick soundtrack to get the party started right.