Here's something crazy. Thursday night I walked outside of my house and a freakin bat flew up my shorts. I didn't have any scratches or signs of a flesh wound but just to be safe I called the health department this morning just to see if I need to do anything. Sure enough they told me to get my rear end over to the ER for post exposure rabies vaccines. Which is where I am sitting right now, waiting for my series of shots to begin. Fun way to spend a Saturday, but better than dying from rabies in a month or two.