Yes! The NFL Draft!! FUCK the NFL draft. I am not able to comprehend anyone having the slightest interest in it. Alien brains doing alien things. Things that are alien to me. But rain I can appreciate. Yesterday it was twisters everywhere, all around, and a monster mesocyclone bearing down upon us, tracking slowly along Highway 84. But it veered south and began to fall apart before it every reached us. Towns and cities along its track got large hail and flooding rains. But this morning we receive good and soaking rains with no violence. Fortunately I did every needful thing, that remained on my list, yesterday. I have only the usual weekend indoor chores to do. Like laundry. The last load of laundry is in the washer, and the first load spins in the dryer. I've done all the weight lifting I intend to do today, a relatively light routine focusing on high reps and form. Quant suff.
Unfortunately, IT isn't dead yet.