I have today off of work. Let's hear it for Town Meeting Day! I decided to get a jump on the morning, so I requested that Agent Yellow wake me up at my usual time. She did so by drumming a (surprisingly rhythmic) beat upon my distension. Then we pretended to fake stab each other for close to five minutes, making grotesque faces and Caesar-like utterances. After we had calmed down, Yeller made cappuccinos and we shared a banana.
I love my life.
So, I've asked it before, but I would really like to know: Do any of my beloved blog readers have a signature sandwich? Number Ten has agreed to try my sandwich tonight. I plan to serve it with an extra layer of Bacillus anthracis.