Before we even get started, you should probably know I have a couple of posts over at Sprocket Ink this week. One’s about a zombie proof house. One’s about prostitutes. I’m nothing if not completely focused on journalistic integrity. CBS is going to be calling me any day now.
Come to think of it, the evening news could certainly benefit from a nightly ukulele segment, am I right?
In reality, I’m completely devoid of focus at the moment, journalistic or otherwise.
*stops to watch Batman drive by on his batcycle while honking*
Where were we?
*stops to watch ambulance pull up to drugstore across street*
*cat knocks glass of water into desktop computer*
*other cat simultaneously knocks ukulele from shelf onto floor*
I don’t know why I just can’t seem to follow a single train of thought to its conclusion.
*gets up to pee, steps in cat puke*
*firetruck joins ambulance*
Also? I have this song stuck in my head. Like that isn’t “slowly driving me insane.”
*wanders off into traffic*