A monster approacheth


I just went outside to bolt the umbrella down on the deck. I got completely soaked in less than 10 seconds (front and back). I caught my neighbor catching an eyefull. I didn’t invite her to my wet tee-shirt contest.

Clothes are now in the dryer. I can’t believe how fast this storm hit us.

Fans at Wrigley have to be soaked.

I’m watching a recording of the US vs. Slovenia game (I know the outcome), and no one else is watching with me (Zoe’s sleeping and Tina’s shopping), but I’m screaming at the TV as if it’s live and I’m in a group of a million fans.

Are you coming over?