I thought something great might happen yesterday after work, like ice cream. Instead I took the dog for a walk where she had three s#its. I only had two bags, but since I am rule follower and abide by the social contract requiring me pick up after my pet, I reused the second bag very unsuccessfully. I'll spare you all the indignity of elaborating on the details. Then I inhaled a bug and it got stuck sort of in my throat sort of up my nose. I gagged violently. It was awful.
On the bright side, we watched the season premiere of Bored to Death last night and I was regaled with hilarious jokes about aneurysms and s&m. Jason Schwartzman is my hero.
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