Nooners as I take a brief break from disinfecting strep throat from the house: 54°F and breezy. The 8 ft inflatable ghost is dancing. Trunk or Treats and hayrides tonight, which is going to be a welcome activity after a week of sickness.
My experience on the Internet is that once people have been exposed for what side they are on, that particular slice of Internet is broken.
I will wish this slice to rest in peace.
This makes sense considering your head is firmly lodged up your ass, there's a 23.6°F difference during the small window of time youre exposed to a non-rectal environment.
Week uh... Christ I can't remember. To Hell with it. Football has brought me closer to my old stomping grounds. Juniata Valley, where the football field is situated in the centre of the sun's flight path.
I guess it is then time to perform the final mow for the season to get everything evened out and ready for the winter. I will then drive the riding mower up the hill to the railroad tracks and will await the next train.