If you know what I mean.

The word of the day is: Water.

[ waw-ter, wot-er ] noun a transparent, odorless, tasteless liquid, a compound of hydrogen and oxygen, H2O, freezing at 32°F or 0°C and boiling at 212°F or 100°C, that in a more or less impure state constitutes rain, oceans, lakes, rivers, etc.: it contains 11.188 percent hydrogen and 88.812 percent oxygen, by weight. a special form or variety of this liquid, as rain. verb (used with object) to sprinkle, moisten, or drench with water: to water the flowers; to water a street. to supply (animals) with water for drinking. verb (used without object) to discharge, fill with, or secrete water or liquid, as the eyes when irritated, or as the mouth at the sight or thought of tempting food. to drink water, as an animal.

I think someone was trying to be clever by giving me this word.

Because we all know how much I love being in water.

Well jokes on you buddy.

This motherfucker right here drinks a gallon of the stuff everyday.

And yes that is a Comic Book Legal Defense Fund shirt I’m wearing.

We make charitable giving a part of our budget every month.

That was one of my picks.

We donated.

They sent me a shirt as a thank you.

Everyone wins.

Speaking of shirts, I think the shirts I ordered for a client are arriving today.

And one of the last Grismas presents that I ordered should be here.

And my new glasses should be showing up anytime.

They said they’d be here on Monday.

Until Monday.

And now they just say something like “in transit in the postal network” or some shit.

Back to that whole trying not to be pissed at a struggling postal system in a bathsit crazy time in the world.

USPS, you get a pass.

UPS and FedEx, y’all better get your shit together.

Speaking of getting shit together.

I’d better do that as well.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC