Of the weirdness.

It has been a strange week.

Good, but strange.

On Monday, Lord Steel Bear got into my house and took a bed out of the garage attic storage. By himself. With no ladder. And I just found out about it last night.

Yesterday I saw a woman taking a selfie with a headstone.

This morning at workout, I was given a bottle of strawberry rhubarb moonshine.

And I have the urge to listen to this song turned up to 11…

Also, the King is dead. Long live the King.

Today is going to be a busy day.

I’ve got work this morning. Then a visit to see Steph the Sage for a much needed and long overdue massage. Then more work.

Tonight is a night of super nachos and catching up on the season finales of my stories.

Tomorrow is a day of crawfish boilin’.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC