Thursday, October 12, 2006
Rainouts suck
Getting rained out in Virginia was not a good thing. Let me try to put it in to words: You walk out in to your garage to get a fresh case of beer for the fridge. When you walk in, there is a wolverine in the cupboard eating the spare bag of dog food. In a panic, you stumble backwards into a mousetrap that snaps onto your foot, and when you yell in pain the wolverine notices you for the first time. As he takes a step forward, you make a break for it and trip over your kids roller skate and land head first into the drywall of the garage and realize you are stuck. You might ask the wolverine for help, but he's too busy laughing. After the fire department gets you out of the wall, you find that the wolverine is gone, and he took all your beer with him. The good news is that the fire department hasn't had a laugh this good in months, and secretly puts up a picture of you in the kitchen of the firehouse.
