Keeping up With Things With Numbers

First things first.

Still undefeated.  Someone at the game had a sheet sign that said, "Bring Us Bama," which I appreciated.  Alabama is here tonight, then they host Vandy next week.  Anchor Down, everyone, if you're so inclined.

Secondly, I baked some egg bread this afternoon, so the house smelled wonderful.

I haven't sliced into it yet, but I'll give you a review when I have.  The machine's paddle got stuck in the loaf, and to wiggle it out, I picked it up with my right fingers.  Turns out nerve-damaged fingers can register pain.  Not suffer necessarily, but register for sure.

I apologize to my dear, dear high school Biology teacher Mr. Bradley for not being able to make the connection between the two, but I woke up today with a serious sore throat, and am going to bed with the horrible sensation of imminently throwing up.  Connected? Perhaps.