I woke up this morning to find my hair defying gravity. This is information I should probably keep to myself.
It’s sort’ve disgustingly hot here in the Ohio valley, and a whopper of a thunderstorm ripped through last night. I’ve not yet braved the air today but my guess is that there will be a bit of a mugginess out there.
I think a trip to the barber is in order. A tangent thought made me wish there was WiFi at Tiny Tina’s, so that if there was a line I could get s’more work done. Alas, she has all the latest car rags, offline isn’t so bad.