I thought that I had purged out a much as humanely possible (for a abnormal human such as myself). But noooooo. My freakishly abnormal brain likes to send subtle subliminal messages in the night. Scratch that, they aren't subtle at all, more like smack in your face rub it in with immense orgasmic force.

Not that there’s anything orgasmic, but I am just using it for its known sheer intensity. If there’s anybody there: Everybody knows that so don't act all coy and there’s nothing to derive from that particular word.

So yes subliminal messages which involve secret travel plans to some baseball debut. Damn you brain. And here I was thinking you’re trying to be a better brain, but now I shall bring slight damnation to you.