Somebody knocks on the door aggressively, disturbing me midway through my incredibly important shitposting duties. I run downstairs and open the door, fully expecting Jehovah's Witness or some package delivery.

Instead, it's a friend of the family bringing direct-from-farmer delivery of THE WORLD'S LARGEST, BIGGEST, PHATTEST eggs.

"My life is wonderful!" I giggled as I ran into the kitchen with the newfound spoils about to fry some eggs.

OH LORD. Look at that!

Last bout of summer? Fresh snow on the mountains, the clouds gathering!

Nothing like the smell of fresh snow on the mountains — in late August.