Daren't go a-hunting for fear of little men. (Thud.)

Despite all indications that I wasn't actually going to accomplish anything today, I wrote 1308 words, which is 2-10 in its entirety. Complete with introducing a new character, one prone to referring to the peevish cat-shaped storm demon as "Sourpuss". (No further progress on the storyboarding for FSM, though.)

Meanwhile, I'm worried that I've got some kind of stomach bug again. Or other, more traumatic forms of hypochondria.

Also, Saturn Return pisses me the hell off.

Not actually baseball content

Though dimly related to the fact that I was watching the ASG.

Worst segue ever, from an advertisement for FOX news:

F/X: car trunk closing, viewed from the inside.
Exposé voice: ... locked the children in the trunk on a sweltering hot day ...
F/X: cut to weatherman and weather map, picturing large storm system, shaped like spiral galaxy.
Weatherman: And that's just the place to be right now with this moving in!

Were they on crack when they put that together?

[ Edit: icon for post changed, baseball references no longer attached to anything. ]