Weather- 59 degrees, overcast, 87% humidity, 3 mph winds. Beautiful, gorgeous, delicious day. I sat out there with my purple missiles locked and loaded for approximately 1 minute and am now the completely annoyed and hostile owner of three new welts. Firing mechanism must be malfunctioning. Or, more likely, the targeting system needs new glasses. I am also pondering the possibility that my skin has developed a psychosomatic response to just the thought of a bug bite and reacts accordingly. Ungrateful organ! My lack of a more interesting Front Porch picture this morning is wholly the fault of my traitorous epidermis.
Channel change! Was it me or did the crescent moon have a reddish tint to it last night? Partial lunar eclipse perhaps? I traversed the land and seas of Google searching for an answer. Although, I didn't search very hard. Ok, I lie. I just opened the door. I never actually stepped into Googleville. Too much brain pain involved with my latest Google quests. Eclipse or no, the moon was purdy last night. The moon will always be a much more interesting picture than a pair of pathetically malfunctioning purple missiles. Hey, do ya ever wonder if fish pass gas?
