I'm watching Wimbledon coverage. In an earlier match, this poor guy was running to make a shot and collided with the umpire's chair and the ball girl who was crouched there.

They have replayed this collision approximately nine thousand times so far this morning.

And now, I can't wait to see it!

(Ha.)

Did you watch the Murray/Kendrick match? Wasn't that excellent?

I would never have dreamed

But that is the definition of "undreamt."

Point.

Did you watch the Murray/Kendrick match? Wasn't that excellent?

That was fun. Kendrick is adorable, even though I have never heard of him before.

I saw him play that five-setter against Nadal - last year, I think.

I would never have dreamed

But that is the definition of "undreamt."

Point.

Ha, right? I was trying to see if I could argue megan's point for the fun of it, but I couldn't make it work. Just because you don't acknowledge its potential to appear in your dreams doesn't make it any less undreamt. In fact, it may make it moreso.

Ooh, Jilli, my local independent bookstore called me yesterday to say my copy of your book was in! But alas, it is in Arizona and I am in Indiana.

Woe!

No one gets me.

No one gets me.

You are undreamt of.

Isn't the South Carolina governor supposed to have a press conference right around now? I want to hear his excuses.

Or really, I want someone funny to provide me with a humorous recap of his excuses.