Because Boys Like Bullets

I was reading a book about man brains today and it said boys like bullets – the points, not the shiny things that kill people people use to kill people.  Real men like lists – so says the expert on men guy who wrote the book.  So, in an effort to be more manly, not overcommunicate and get to bed faster, I give you my day in bullet points:

  • Up before dawn.
  • Taken to the airport by my friend Brian.
  • Flew to Atlanta and then Indianapolis.
  • Congested head nearly exploded at 30,000 feet…twice.
  • Paid extra for a rental car with GPS.  I’m in love.
  • Drove from Indie to Greenfield, IN and checked into my hotel.
  • Shopped for a coat at Tractor Supply Company across the street.  Too much cash for something I’ll rarely need.
  • Drove to the venue in Connsersville, IN, soundchecked, soft rocked, met loads of nice Midwesterners.
  • 15 kids got help tonight.
  • Drove back to Greenville, bought some cough drops, NyQuil and lip balm on the way.
  • Read an e-mail from Brian saying I didn’t properly fill out my VISA application for the Uganda trip.
  • Found out Seth almost died and I decided to draw my kids as soon as I get home.
  • Watching Myth Busters while I type this.  No, tongue piercings, it turns out, don’t increase your chances of being struck by lightning and yes, you can make a cannon out of a tree.  Good to know.
  • Taking a swig of NyQuil and heading to bed riiiiiiiiiiiiiight now.
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