This morning I let nearly 30 people into traffic north of Myrtle...on a Saturday morning....after Waffle House...and one last visit to "Whales". AND...this afternoon I switched out my aunt-in-law's pre-1980s thermostat with a new fangled programmable wifi-enabled one.
On one hand it's like 5000 characters and twitter allows a mere fraction of that.Successfully.I think I've garnered enough Karma to power the Dawgs through a mid-September road trip to Nashville.
But also, the last time we were in Nashville, the referees lost their gotdamn mind.
Now, you can believe what you will about Penn Wagers [supposedly] "retiring". But the word "returning" is remarkably close in spelling and I just refuse to believe that bastard has given up ways to screw Mark Richt in places and means that are ill-suited for Saturday afternoons.
So until I see him in a SEC Network teleconference in the Fall from Spokane Washington while he knits sweaters for his kittens and sips Earl Grey tea from a World's Greatest Kitty Momma mug....I'll be saving all the Karma I can get.
Because Wagers is the biggest cat person to ever officiate in the SEC.
Because Wagers is the biggest cat person to ever officiate in the SEC.
