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Today, in the bathtub, (where some of my greatest brainstorms and ideas have occurred) somehow I thought about second-hand smoking. You know, you have to watch where you smoke because somebody could get an increased chance of lung cancer from your exhalations. Then I thought, well, if you can get lung cancer from somebody else’s smoke, what about those plastered people who walk by you reeking of 5 different kinds of liqueur? You know, smelling pungent enough to where you can get drunk by just one whiff of the chap. Well, can you get liver disease from that?
Makes you think!

We’ve all had that moment. You are making lunch with some friends/family and you spill some salt. They tease (in a fun, friendly way) you about throwing it over your shoulder so you won’t have bad luck. “Haha!” you laugh! But when they all turn away to see that the Potatoes Au’ Gratin is on fire, you quickly throw a pinch of salt to put yourself back on level ground with the devil and god. (Nothing to do with the Potatoes Au’ Gratin. That was just a means for the people to look the other direction, giving you the opportunity to use your evil-thwarting ways.)
A neighbor left a Spongebob pinata on our doorstep a while back. Bob is now strapped to the ceiling in the room where Carl and the boys do yoga every morning. Luke finds it creepy because whenever he does shoulder-stands, Spongebob is staring right down at him… (And there’s something creepy about a guy who is always smiling, don’t you think? —Luke)