As I walked out the house this morning, I stared at the swamp jungle my lawn was becoming. With all the rain we have had over the last week, it has grown pretty high. The ground is soggy. With rain expected for another 3 days minimum, I won't be cutting until Friday at the earliest. I refuse to cut wet grass. Mucks up the mower and rips the grass out of the soft ground.
But it needs to be done soon.
For once I actually watched a full season of Survivor again. I had skipped the last couple seasons before DVRing it this time around. No shocker that Danielle screwed Terry. She is too stupid to realize that was her only chance. No way would she defeat Aras. She could have appealed to her former tribe mates to vote for her instead of the opposing tribe. In the end she got what she deserved.
Brew Crew come through yesterday with a nice victory. I find the whole pink bat issue amusing. So MLB wanted to raise awareness for breast cancer. Raise awareness. Like breast cancer is unknown to society as a whole? I am fully aware of breasts where ever I go. I like healthy breasts. I feel the need to nurture and massage them to health whenever I can. I think I have healing hands that can help prevent cancer. So why doesn't MLB sponsor me? I got their pink bat right here...
That is about all I got now. I still think those pancakes are killing me.