There's a camping trip in the works.

I'm a stubborn sumbitch, and since it's been in the plans for a while now, and since I don't get weekends off, I'm planning on heading up anyway. If I get wet, I get wet. Unless it's expected to be ridiculously nasty. I'm not all that keen on sitting out in a constant downpour all weekend. Steven likewise said he's not comfortable with thunderstorms and a nylon tent.

But we're going, just the same.

I think.