Typically, what happens is various fraternities put the rocks into the shapes of the greek letters of their fraternity and there are fraternity wars, so that one day as you drive by, there's Alpha Gamma Rho and another day there's Sigma Chi. Well, school's out and the frat boys have gone off to their summer employment at Burger King, so we've got other people playing on the rocks.

On Monday, the rocks spelled out P-E-N-I-S. On Tuesday, the rocks spelled out J-E-S-U-S. On Wednesday, the rocks spelled out L-O-V-E. Today, the rocks spelled out S-A-T-A-N. Mike thinks it means: Penis: Jesus loves Satan. I think it means that a few heavy-duty Christians and some people with a sense of humor are duking it out. I also think that the Union needs to come back and make it right. Usually around September, the Union people come in, rearrange the rocks into a Union Yes! with a checked checkbox and paint them. This lasts for about a week or so, until the fratboys come back to town.

I'm still upset with Mike about the baby seat incident. I woke up this morning feeling emotionally bruised. Maybe that's because I got the urge to go visit Mike's grandparents with the kids on Monday.

Total insanity.

I just drove by the rocks again and someone changed it from this morning's S-A-T-A-N to AG + EM.

I wonder who they are -- Christians or Rabblerousers?