The following observations took place over the course of a very busy day.
Morning You don’t really know yourself until you drink a liter of Stumptown and beat an egg. [Neighbors should be calling the cops by now.]
Afternoon My seventeen-year-old microwave has lasted five times longer than my MacBook or iPhone.
Evening I read an article that said a pentobarbital manufacturer is adamant in its opposition to Florida using it for executions since it may cause suffering. Then I thought: Why would Adam Ant care?