"Get up, bud."

Variety, I've always been a fan of variety.

This morning consisted of moving more cattle. Same story, different day.

At noon, however, I found myself at the old gym, getting ready to judge an elementary science fair.  I had heard all of the kids were really nervous to present their projects to the other to judges and myself.  Mrs. Longoria, the science teacher hosting the event, even warned the judges that one of the students may be so nervous that he may sieze out on us - I wasn't prepared to judge this contest.

The contest began, however, and the students came into the gym one by one to tell us about their science projects. I can't remember exactly how many volcanoes there were, but I think around 4 would be a good estimate.  There were also around 5 or 6 projects that taught us about soil conservation - you can tell where our priorities are: explosions and soil conservation.

After 2 hours, we announced the winners and called it a day. I was supposed to go to my cousin's 8th grade graduation in Kansas, but I ended up staying home with my sister, Jessie. We drove about 30 minutes to Shattuck to get some taco pizza.  Phe-nomenal. Then we watched the Heat game.

My good friends Cole and Wells just walked in the door.  We never plan anything, but it usually involves beer, so we'll see how that turns out.

Over and out.