The Big DumpTruck

I guess the storms took a different route. Trust me, I’m happy about it.

Looks like we’re in for an ugly afternoon-evening. I wish I wasn’t so terrified of bad storms. But see, I don’t want to see everything I have and everyone I love flattened by a twister. Not that they are saying there will BE one, but the weather advisory says “Amateur radio operators and other spotters, please keep an eye on this storm” so what ELSE could they be talking about?

Crap, this stinks because I was going to go take some photos this afternoon for a thing I’m working on. I don’t really want an ominous sky in the background or rain splatters on the lense.

The bank I currently use doesn’t consider Saturday a business day (hey! They are open! It’s a business day!) so the check I deposited Friday evening STILL isn’t in my account. Is this typical? I’m ticked because I need to go to the grocery store and the bank says I have negative available dollars until the check clears. I thought for SURE it would clear by today! Oh well, I think this Friday direct deposit will be in place and all will be right with the world.

This past weekend was SPECTACULAR. Low 80’s, no humidity, nice breeze. I was outside for 75% of my waking hours the ENTIRE weekend. Today is a beaut as well, but I had no excuse to stay home. In fact, for all I know, there’s been a nuclear holocaust and I’m safe here in the building where I’m working. Not that it’s particularly bunker-like, but still.

I was just thinking. The most frightening moment of my whole day was when I picked up the can of soda (caffeine free diet Pepsi) I had been drinking and as it was entering my mouth, I thought “This IS the soda I was drinking today, isn’t it?” Nothing worse than finishing off an OLD can of soda.

“Every night I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.” – Chocolate bar salesguy on Spongebob Squarepants