WARNING...

Maybe a message from the little man who lives in my brain?

Yes. I don't know either. At some point in my life I put a reminder on my calendar to not use the red line this coming Sunday. Here's the thing, I don't know know when or why I did this.

Some possible options are:

1) I'm crazy

2) I'm psychic

3) I red something in the Red Eye* about a music festival or visiting dignitary.

The truth is I'm probably crazy.  Lolla is over, as is that pesky NATO summit and most of it's protesters, so that last option doesn't seem to fit.

**Real time answer. I took a break to do some googling. The Cubs and Sox are both in town playing this weekend.  Could this be it?

Regardless, if I am psychic and the apocalypse happens, at least I'll be at Ikea for it.  I'm perfectly happy meeting my maker while eating a delicious Swedish meatball.



*See what I did there? Bad puns win everything.