Yes, this is a lot of posts for me today. Why? Because I promised myself I’d spend all day actually working on work-related stuff. So… Yes… Obviously, I’m working really hard.
Hire me, America! I’m a real self-motivator.
Ha, anyway, here’s what the Butcher made himself for breakfast–scrambled eggs, toast, and sausage. I had to call down twice and ask what was burning.
Not a peep from the smoke detector.
But I go to boil some water. Yes, water, my friends and that fucker goes off like I’m burning witches at the stake right underneath it. Finally, I yell, “Okay, I hear you. Shut up.”
And I kid you not, it turned right off.
Of course, I blame the Ghosts of the Civil War.
Tiny Cat Pants 
Glad you’ve been posting. This was my Sunday to work (read: babysit) in the office, so I have had nothing else to do but reread blogs just praying that hitting the refresh button will reveal a new comment.
That boring. So thank you for slacking at your work, I appreciate it.