The bathrooms at the local forest preserve I went to as a kid were frightening. They were just little rooms with a hole in the floor built over a huge underground pit. The underground part was much larger than the room you stood in. There were many living things down there. Moving. Making sounds. Getting peed on.

Also, you may have heard that we just had a major election here in the US. I hope those of you that were eligible to vote made it to the polls because my son did not.