A Number of Things That Are Very Wrong With Me

1. Last night I sang TK to sleep with Janis Joplin's "Mercedes Benz." My voice still is just croaky enough to do a passable imitation, but now I'm concerned that my three-year old won't get the irony of that song. Oh well. I'll explain later.

2. Every time I hear the song "Dancing Queen" I think of Wasteland Fan. Wow, that really didn't sound right, did it? What I mean is, we listened to a lot of Abba that autumn five years ago when we carpooled to work together, may God save our silly little souls.

3. An hour ago, there were Thin Mint crumbs all over my desk. Fortunately, using my superior intellectual capabilities, I solved that problem. I ate them. All. Crumbs too.