Get Your Breeze On

Might I suggest some chocolate peanut butter ice cream from the Crank the next time you're wondering what to do for a dessert in Blacksburg. It'll cause one heckuva sugar rush, and it's pretty darn good to eat, too. I love that place, but I love it in moderation . . . 'cause with stuff like the Crank's ice cream, too much of a good thing is . . . really dumb and bad.

One of the guys at work is taking Friday off so he can go up and watch the state funeral for President Reagan. I do sort've wish I could get away with that, since this is certainly a part of history that we don't get to experience all that often. I suppose this is the first full-fledged presidential state funeral since Johnson, as far as I have read. Either way, it's interesting how much ceremony and tradition is interwoven in something like this. Please show reverence.

Tonight was crazy fun, with some crazy volleyball action on the Wesley court. It was merely part one of some weekly get-togethers we'll be having here, and I'm looking forward to them. This week has been full of good times and surprises. It occured to me that we're only in the third week of summer, with a long stretch of June, July, and August to go. I'm pumped!