In the distance you hear a faint buzzing. You look around, trapped in a gray haze. In front of you is a stack of note cards. What in the world? The buzzing is getting louder. It’s coming from all around you. You finally slam your hands against your ears and…

Ugh… you’re awake. You remember who you are again. You’re the Toastmonster of some member of that weird Toastmasters thing. Dungeons & Toast. You walk by the mirror wiping the crust from your… eye? Okay, so this fool thinks they’re a cyclops today. Why couldn’t I have been a Salt and Grace Toastmonster? You grab one of Stephanie and Cliff’s imaginary muffins and read your Toastmonster Gazette.

FIRST MEETING OF 2022!

Are you kidding me? They let me sleep for how long? You brush your tooth. Gargle on some Listerine and spit up thinking of Hovey’s “Deadwinter’s Carol.” (Hit that link if y’all missed it!) The speech line-up will be full. The Toastmonsters are well-rested and ready to play.

Happy 2022!