Tomorrow’s the Home Speech Meet. Naturally, after weeks of beautiful, sunny, 60-80 degree fall weather, the forecast is this:
I’m at the condo now. I didn’t get a chance to eat today, so I just had a Subway sandwich from the local gas station for dinner (at 4:30!) and I’m currently wrapped up in a furry blanket while the condo heats up, trying to figure out what to do about my back. See, I woke up this morning with the muscles on the left side of my neck and the right side of my back completely seized up and sore. They’ve stayed that way all day despite painkillers, stretches, and a lot of kids laughing at me for not being able to move very well. I’ve named the upper ache “Speech” and the lower ache “Meet,” fairly certain of the cause.
Come hell or high snow drifts, I’ll be done with the meet by 2:00 tomorrow afternoon. That will be very, very nice.
P.S. The hoodies are pretty good this year. The students picked the slogan “I choose you, Speakachu!” on an ash-colored hoodie (apparently Ash is a Pokemon character), and one of the freshmen did a nice spinoff “Speakchu” picture for the front logo, complete with a cool monkey. Because why not?
I did not know about branson, but now I want to go there. It looks like a total wild west kind of town. Too bad there doesn't seem to be a cafe or diner. You should check with those bransonites to make sure I didn't miss something.