Lately I've been wondering if my mother-in-law has cursed me in some way, because almost everytime she mentions an ailment, I seem to become afflicted within 24 hours. It's suspicious.



The in-laws are out of town. Ma-in-law told me that we should invite out friends over, have an orgy, do whatever it is we do. GRODY. Unfortunately, although this would be an excellent opportunity to couple furiously, I'm not in the mood. My perversity pushes me to strike when the iron's cold.



Been hiking. Sunday we were trucking along through the Shenandoahs when we came up on a pair of cubs. TROUBLE! Didn't stick around to see the enraged momma - We turned around and took off the other way, eventually coming up on a sizeable rattlesnake by the trail. It rattled at us. I think rattlesnakes belong in Arizona.



I've gotten interested in fungus. We've taken over 200 crappy pictures of mushrooms and slime in the last few days. ONe of my favorite stories involves mushrooms. My pal Brandon had some friends over and they drank too much and one vomitted in the basement. It wasn't cleaned up and in a week or two the vomit was rediscovered. It had mushrooms growing out of it. Brandon's got great stories.



Also, my grampa's sister died. She collapsed at her grandson's wedding and died the next day in the hospital. I don't know the details, like if she collapsed before or after the vows or if the wedding continued if it was before the vows.