So there’s this monsoon outside right now. And i’m supposedly helping out with a Scavenger Hunt for one of our Home Groups tonight in Clemson. Anybody got some spare galoshes?
Post soaking… I believe we’ll be seeing The Village. (please… don’t… suck.)
It’s official… I absolutely cannot stop listening to this Gorillaz album Laika Come Home. Imagine british-reggae-lo-fi-dub-electronic. Or something. Whatever the case, nothing can stop my head bob in the office today.
Mcd is apparently frightened… Salina is apparently amused by both of us… and I am, as always, there with my trusty camera to attempt to capture it all. Note the large glass of Coca-Cola Classic, sans ice, in front of me. Yes, ma’am. Our trip to Atlanta last weekend was filled with insights (see some previous posting), laughter, good music, picture-taking, more laughter, good food, relaxation, and, just for some variety, some more laughter. Ah… vacation. Soak it in while you can, people.
Last night, Mcd and I headed to Clemson for a bit of Mellow Mushroom Pizza action… so tasty… and he managed to snap the most adorable picture of the most adorable little girl peaking in the window at us. An absolute moment of beauty. And then… my stomach rebelled against me for eating pizza. It seems I no longer have the stomach of steel that got me through college. If that’s worst of my issues, we’ll be ok.