And we want blood.

It seems to play that song on my alarm every time I hit the snooze button. I mean, after the ten minute nap break.

If you haven’t noticed yet, Dave has made a new post about floatin’. Checka-check it out.

And I hope you’ve got your waders on because the shit is supposed to get real today. The weather man says the chance of crazy-ass thunderstorms is 112%. I roll knowledge nature check and sense motive… 4 and nat 1. This weatherman is the smartest person I’ve ever met. Damn. I’d better start boarding up the windows.

Today is Tuesday. Right? Yes. Whew. I’ve got History of Modern Science this afternoon and Transformational Leadership tonight with a break in between. That is if we don’t get swept away before then. But before that excitement can happen, I’ve got to take a shower bath. Because I smell bad.

Not as bad as you, though. You are like the Prince of the Bog of Eternal Stench.

Smell bad!

Have a wonderful day. More soon ~SC