We've had monsoons the last couple of nights here. I love the rain and lightning, but this swirling dust is killing me.

I have a love/hate relationship with going to see live theater. It's about the happiest I ever get, but man, it makes me wish I had a life and job that allowed me to do it whenever I want.

spooky eerie. I feel like Charlton Heston. Am I the last Citizen standing?

There are about eight birthdays in the last six days of August for people important to me. Time to get them all straight in my head.

Beware the Ides of...um...Augustus.

I got nothin' today, dudes.

Today's the birthday of the girl that messed me up more than any other. I hope she's grown up since then.

It's also Survivor XIII at my site, and there are thirteen people left. I should probably stay in to avoid trouble today.

Where do y'all keep the coffee pot?

I haven't done one of these in a while.

Last night after work I watched three episodes of It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, and my instinct afterward was to watch something vanilla and wholesome like The Patty Duke Show to cool down. I didn't, but still...I thought it.