As I was working on my second peanut butter and jelly sandwich this morning, Goaty trotted into the kitchen and gave me a playful little butt to the leg.

"Hey Goaty." I said between mouthfulls of pb&j. "You're up early."

"there was no Coast to Coast last night." He said in a watery said voice.

"I heard clear channel's antenna got blasted by lightning last night or something like that. Maybe they'll fix it today."

"they better!" He shook his tale like a caution flag at a race track. "Or they'll have me on their hands!"

"Hey, to tell you the truth...I think the mutant manta rays took out the tower on purpose in an act of vengance." I said as I opened up a fresh tin of cashews and slid it goaty's way.

"If that's true then there's gonna be a goatclub meeting tonight."

He settled down a little bit and began crunching loudly on his cashews. Then he looked up at me and said.

"You know zombie blood has the same consistancey as grape jelly."

My stomach churned hard at that statement. So much for being hungry...

I tossed him the rest of my sandwich which he destroyed in two gulps.

I grabbed my keys and opened the door to leave when goaty said while licking his lips.

"I'll get your sleeping bag ready tonight, and pack up some comics."

"I'll be there goaty." I said as I shut the door.

Looks like I got a long weekend ahead of me. But at least it will be fun!