Weekends don't exist.

Of course every Saturday, my body wakes up at the ass crack of dawn. Coincidentally, right as a storm rolls into Wichita causing power loss at one of my stations. I can't complain, we needed the rain, I was already awake, then ended up running 7 miles afterwards in a nice cool sprinkle. Here's to the start of a good day!

Beard of the day: