The first drop of rain on Wednesday hit me directly in the left eye

The first drop of rain on Wednesday hit me directly in the left eye

True story.

During college I worked at the “Mac lab” as a tutor. I helped other graphic design majors use the computers, software and scanners, made sure no one dried out all the dry-erase markers. I worked the  shift until midnight and one night, I locked up the lab, stepped outside the door and a drop of rain hit me in the left eye. It’s not like it was pouring rain or anything, either! It seemed to be the first drop!

I have developed a theory over the years that I am allergic to Wednesday. I trace it all back to Wednesday night Bible class at church as a kid. I love Wednesday church now, but it used to be that after a long day of hard work—in the middle of a long week of hard work—Wednesday night Bible class was the end of any hope of salvaging the day. Wednesdays were always a lost cause. Ah, well.

Happy birthday, Dad!