Let's face it, folks, our friend has a brand new pile of pictures, and we're sorting through them pretending to be interested, but really only looking for pictures of ourselves.
The Pip has an itchy ear and makes sad moaning noises when he scratches it.
Moving a house is hell...moving an office is hell with the BeeGees on repeat.
The guy next to me at the library was wearing hideously short shorts. There should be a law against this, or I should at least be able to shoot a rubber band at his junk.
Only random thoughts for today...sorry, I killed creativity in favor of just putting something out there. Please forgive me. Or at least buy me a beer.