Boilers
Watching Purdue football makes me swear at the TV a lot.
When you fart in the shower, no one suffers but you.
I just ate 3 Halloween Oreos with the double-stuffed orange filling, and now I am wishing that I was one of those people who keep a toothbrush at work.
I am patting myself on the back today. Last night Jake fell asleep leaning sideways in his chair, and I woke him up and told him to go to bed, as opposed to the last time, when I just took a picture.
Funny thing.... I NEVER remember my dreams much more than a few minutes after I wake up, but last night I had two dreams I remember vividly. Neither made much sense, but the common thread was indignation. I woke up pissed off twice last night. First, I was bowling at the Johnny's Foodmaster where I grocery shop, and the pin machine kept malfunctioning, but the checkout clerk just kept cycling through my frames so my game would be over. I got so upset I went down the pancake mix aisle and got Jiffy blueberry muffin mix to pour into the ball return. Take that!