So my brother had a baseball tournament this weekend. Yesterday was four games back-to-back from 10 am to about 10 pm. Ridiculous, I tell you. But they played really well until about the last game. We were all tired by then. Came in second, regardless. If you want more tourniment ridiculousness--the last tourniment, we lost three games out of five and won the championship.

In other news, out of school for the summer. Same summer business. Find a job, try to keep myself from going crazy with boredom, blah blah blah. Started reworking the armor of my cosplay to try to make it better. A friend agreed to do a photoshoot with me when I had it finished. So I'm pretty excited about that.

But yeah. That's pretty much it.

Oh, and a piece of advice. If a sign says: "WARNING: Dive-bombing crows" you should probably take the sign seriously. Just saying.