When the sky is gray with gloom, the wind is blowing wildly through the valley and the rain is coming down so hard I can barely make out the red glow of brake lights on 101, it's the perfect time to listen to surf music by the Beach Boys. I love the contrast.

If the opportunity ever presents itself, I'd like to describe something as being "as sticky as a damp Post-it Note".

This photo was my second choice for the orange theme. Every year, my mom gives me Tigger or Goofy ornaments for the Christmas tree. I don't know how many I have, but it's slowly becoming the tree that Disney trimmed.

For those seeking motivation to write, let Calvin and Hobbes help...

Calvin: I used to hate writing assignments, but now I enjoy them. I realized that the purpose of writing is to inflate weak ideas, obscure poor reasoning and inhibit clarity. With a little practice, writing can be an intimidating and impenetrable fog! Want to see my book report?
Hobbes: "The Dynamics of Interbeing and Monological Imperatives in Dick and Jane: A Study in Psychic Transrelational Gender Modes."
Calvin: Academia, here I come!

The weekend is almost here. It's time to go outside and play.