I love to be able to congratulate myself on a job well done, but some days all I can manage is a sigh of patheticness over a job halfheartedly started. But hey, I just returned from a rehabilatory visit to the Pacific Ocean, so what do I care?
I woke up this morning with no muscle ache, joint pain, or skull throb. Then I tried to evict a half acre of weeds all by myownself . Yard work isn't good for you. Bacon. BACON is what's good for you. I've never gotten subscapular spasms or lumbar aches from bacon.
The world would be a better place if everyone ate Second Breakfast.
Long live Jeremy Renner.
