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So it rains in East Texas. Yeah, I know, it rains everywhere, but I mean it RAINS in East Texas. And I did not know this until I moved down here. And for the past few days, it has poured every day. Now, I don't know if that has something to do with all the hurricanes we've been having, but I do know that rain and hot weather make miserable-living-conditions-for-anyone-who-has-to- step-outside-for-a-second-and-is-instantly-soaking-in-their-own-sweat, also known as humidity. Even the buildings are sweating. Eggs are boiling as soon as they are laid. Dry ice is wet. And my boss wants me to go take some elevation shots, which means I would be outside in this crap for several hours. Yeah, like thats gonna happen.

So apparently there could possibly be an excuse for anyone who, say, is addicted to gambling, or drinking, or looking at porn, or cooking food, or dying. Some scientists have been studying stuff again and they have found that a chemical imbalance in your brain (yeah, I know, these days everything is a chemical imbalance) could be causing people to become compulsive gamblers and stuff. Apparently they gave some people with parkinson's some kind of medicine that tricks your body into thinking you have more of a certain chemical (called dopamine) than you do, which oddly enough makes you do crazy things, like become compulsive gamblers, which these people did. And they lost a lot of money. Now, they didn't give these people the drug to make them gamble, they did it to help them control their muscles, which it did. But there was that side affect, which turns out to be a pretty expensive one for some people. So yeah, it sucks for them.

It rained today. Now, I told that story to tell this story. I was in the CSC (Catholic Student Center) cleaning out an office which somehow was straight from the '70's, complete with a 7 inch computer monitor and a typewriter, when I heard it start to sprinkle. Then I remembered that I left my windows rolled down, so I went out to roll 'em back up. By the time I made it outside (which took about 5 seconds), I could no longer see my pickup because of all the rain. So I got soaked when I made a mad dash for the drivers side door. On my way back, I slipped on a banana peel (believe it or not) and fell face down in the mud. Then J-dogg came out tha do' an' started laughin and shit, so I grabbed my piece and shot that mo fo. Now I'm on da run and I need a place ta chill till the heats off yo...

So this creepy old guy walked up to me, opened his purse, and handed me some gum. The thing is, its sugar free and has a lot of big words I can't say on the wrapper, so I don't know if I should chew it or not. Plus, its not a low calorie food. But it does cleans and protects teeth if you chew it after eating, so thats a good thing. I guess the real problem is that I don't know if I'm ready to make the kind of commitment required to chew the gum. So what do yall think?