Here is a baby eating a cat, to soften the news…

This is been a mega productive week so far. Why then oh Madonna¹ why is it only Thursday morning? How could so many things have been accomplished, and yet there still be time for more? Time warp.

Speaking of warps there is this weird thing going on in my house where pipes go up into the ceiling of the main floor in one place but come out of the floor of the second floor (a.k.a. the second floor) in a totally different place. I think this means there is a gateway to another dimension just below my upstairs bathroom.

What do you get when you call Wal-Mart and say “I’d like a cake, and it should say ‘Best Wishes Suzanne’ and underneath that ‘We will miss you’”?

You get the best cake ever.

I am just as totally useless as this woman, and yet there is no ridiculous web-based multimedia presentation designed around my silhouette and dedicated to my noncomplishments. Where is the justice in that?