“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; but what’s the deal with kidney stones?”
- Psalm 139:14 (NFV) (new funky version)
T’s and P’s and tendrils of good vibrations for my in-law tomorrow. The Cancer can get pumped, as the kids say.
I know I have the job that I have, but this morning felt like late September, and I almost want to fast forward. Almost. Just a little.
I don’t know what demon was exorcised after losing to Oakland, but this baseball run, hope for both bball teams, and Stoops crew have me feeling good. Or it could be the pain meds.
Don’t have much more to say, so stay cool, NOB.