February, these past few days your work has been exemplary however your overall performance has been quite unsatisfactory. Your services are no longer required.

So if I ran out of minutes how did you send me a text saying I was out of minutes, AT&T? Hmm, answer me that! You can't, can you?

laissez les bon temps rouler

Happy Mardi Gras!

I thought it would be nice to have a King Cake for breakfast but I knew there was zero chance of that. I was hoping instead for some sort of cinnamony pastry like a bear claw or at the very least cinnamon rolls. A quick trip to the grocery store deli and no such luck. They had a small pack of mini cinnamon rolls that were over priced. No thanks. They did have some of those not-made-there frosted sugar cookies done up in Mardi Gras packaging. The sprinkles, however, were not regulation colors. Instead of purple, green, and gold they were piss yellow, pine green, and some dark blue that nodded down it’s nose towards the purple part of the spectrum. I came away with a dozen doughnuts and a deeper hatred of here.

Here are some pics I found around the interwebs. I won’t post any of my Mardi Gras trip nine years ago because A) it would depress me, and B) I’m too lazy to go through all the back-up discs and find them.

Hmm, what do I want for breakfast/bedtime snack?

Dear makers of pop-up toasters, it's well past time you addressed certain design flaws.

Was that a Clutch song at the end of Walking Dead?

Dear Arm & Hammer, your scent-free deodorant smells distinctly of lemons. I don't like it when my armpits make me hungry.

The fever broke but now I'm starting to feel queasy, and not my normal sort of upset tummy. I still blame you.

bluh. woke up with a sore throat and little bit of a fever. i blame you.