The Sky is Falling

"That's not right" I says to myself

The Rains are Coming!

I was sitting in my room about to write a scintillating account of the meal J and I had at Lux the night before when I got an email from COMKAF HQ advising that one of the roads is closed due to flooding. “Damn it”, I think, “How am I supposed to create beautiful prose with these constant interruptions?” But, being the dedicated cog in the military industrial complex that I am, I open my door to go tell our guys not to use the road in question and I see this. Continue reading