I committed a crime against humanity today and ate at McDonalds for breakfast. I have a Jeep that I hardly ever drive except from one side of the street to the other (there it is behind the for sale sign). I wasn’t on the right side of the street for the street cleaning rules this morning, so I drove to McDonalds to kill some time until I could get a legal spot again at 10am. I usually avoid the rubberMcMuffin and go for the greasier, and hence more satisfying, bacon egg and cheese biscuit. Which is exactly what I did.
I want to buy this shirt for my friend’s baby when it’s born. What’s funnier…the shirt, or the way they hide the kids identity?
Why is the for sale sign on my building in Chinese? And is that guy thinking about breaking into my car? I found out how much money they want for the buildng. I was fantasizing about buying the place myself but my powers of imagination got all gummed up once I heard the price. I just got a call from the realtor. He wants to drag a dozen potential buyers through the apartment this Saturday. I’m thinking about hitting the pet store to buy a couple of rats to let loose in the place before they come. I wonder if I would be able to round them back up after everyone leaves?
