p.s. Happy Bastille Day, Sean and John!

In case you don't reside in our fair city, the bright light was decidedly not lightning. I believe they call it "The Sun".

What is it with me and quads????

Ok, I was very tired, and it clearly had some negative impact on my brain as well.

Luckily, Sean provided more than enough fireworks to make this workout worthwhile. I think Jordan was just jetlagged from Henley.

As a result of this wondorous achievement, I got a round thing on a ribbon and free goggles. Also, this helped make me feel better about Holland getting eliminated from the World Cup--probably because I was pretty exhausted, and could only half-heartedly scream at the TV. I will now proceed to root for any team that plays against Brazil and Argentina, and if the two shall meet, I will just hope that they get the same ref as Holland and Portugal had.

This, ladies and gents, is the 666th comic. Un-freaking-believable.

Yeah, what can I say:
a)I can't sleep in past 6am
b)This really was fun.

As it turned out, it was perfectly nice and sunny in the afternoon, when I did row. :)

Yeeeeehawwwwwww. Shazam. Good times!

And just like that... It's gone...

Eventually, scullingfool will be back online. For now, you'll just have to read old comics to amuse yourselves at work. We apologize for any inconvenience and increase in work productivity that may result from this.

That's ok, the big yellow orb in the sky came out this morning, too.

Mmmm... lactic acid... Here's the actual article, if you are reading this and are not a Riverside member.

Good times!!!

Sometimes you are the windshield. Sometimes you are the bug. Bzzzzzzzzzzztttt. Slap.