Alternatively, Happy Charleston Bike Week!
Since I drive by a Harley Davidson Dealership on my way to work, I got to see a parade this morning. Hooray! Who doesn’t love a bunch of motorcycles blocking a busy intersection on Friday morning at 8:55 am? They were even selling italian ice.
It is getting pretty warm around here, which I have to say makes me extremely happy. The warm weather has everyone all itchy and scratchy to get out to the beach for a good buzz and burn. Unfortunately, what with all this warmth and humidity comes thunderstorms and clouds. Then there is the undying dilemma, stay in Friday night so you can get up super early Saturday and hit the beach before the storm? Go out Friday night and take your chances with the gods of thunder and lightning? Decisions, decisions.
Since having my appendectomy, I’ve become an even worse hypochondriac, except now, when I have random sharp stomach pains, I can’t automatically assume they are my appendix. Life is hard. But I have been working out more, and have been feeling good, despite my occasional imagained illnesses.
I’m ready to admit it, I have a problem. I’m a hoarder. I hoard candy. Part of this is that I find it necessary to have candy around at all times, but I don’t actually eat that much candy. This is compounded by society’s need to only sell certain candy at certain times of year, which leads me to buy said limited time candy in large quantities, just in case. Add the fact that everyone gives me candy as presents, and you have the perfect storm. I can’t express to you the guilt I feel when I let a mini kit kat go stale in my desk. It is a travesty.
I will be at training for the next two weeks, so if you need me, do not look for me at my office. Keep your fingers crossed for sunshine and beer tomorrow, because I need a good sunburn before I leave the low country. Briscoe says hey.
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 
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