Where are my damn peanuts?



Where are my peanuts?
Where are my damn peanuts?

On a side note, I am about three weeks away from becoming a crazy person who basically only lives for the birds that are in the backyard.  Awesome.  On the plus side, I did shower and get dressed today.

** Update:  Yes, I did manage to note that this was a squirrel, and not a bird.  The blue jay did not remain long enough for a picture.  I am also not a monster, peanuts were provided, witness:

Happy now?
Happy now?

And finally, this is why we can’t have nice things.

I'm blaming somebody for this one....
I’m blaming somebody for this one….

Bathroom dental floss

Bathroom Dental FlossI’m not exactly sure who is going to use this dental floss. Its targeted at the guys who are very desperately worried about dental hygiene, but also flagrantly unconcerned about putting this stuff in your mouth in a public restroom. That’s gotta be a razor-thin market right there. Amiright?

Anyway, kudos to the management for worrying about my plaque.