Can You Keep a Secret?.

Today was cold and wet and gross. I hate the weather today. A lot.

I am reading Angels and Demons by Dan Brown. I know, I know...me and the 599,999,999 other people on earth. But Dan Brown is good at what he does. The Da Vinci Code was one of the most exciting novels I've ever read. And I really never wanted to say those words because everyone and their mother have said them also. But I was at my aunt and uncle's house in Missouri and there it was on my bedside table, calling my name. It just made sense that I should read it. And I did and it was good and I regret it only a little.

But every time I see or think the name "Dan Brown" it reminds me of a guy who does the weather on a local network named Dave Brown. Whenever we watch the news at my house, someone will say something about how silly a story is or how ugly a newscaster is, but when Dave Brown is on the screen, he holds our attention (which is most certainly not divided). And you'd better not make any wise cracks either, because that man knows his weather.

Anyway, I went to the step show at school today. It was crunk. The combination of watching the frat boys at the show and reading the Dan Brown novel makes me want to form a secret society. An underground fraternity, if you will. The only catch in my plan is that my society would only just exist...because I can't think of anything good enough to keep secret.

Maybe I could form a brother hood of people who love Dan and Dave Brown.

Now, that'd be something.