Sometimes when I think about myself....

I wish I had a cape to wear. A red one with a big ol' P on the back of it.

I would be known as Super P or Chinless Hubb Boy. Hmmm. New idea to dress up as for work on Monday, except my super powers will not help the week go by faster. But maybe I can make the sprinklers come on at work if I concentrate hard and long enough. Or I can just take a lighter to them and bring Isabel back to the coast for a true party.

Ah the joys of being a bad bad boy.