I thought, “This is great! Apparently I’ve been clueless for 40-something years!” When I tried to buy one, there was no price tag, no one could tell me how much it cost, and they repeatedly insisted on quoting the terms and conditions of purchase. 😉

If she had a sign that said, “Lays, $5,” she could have been selling potato chips…

Meanwhile, in crazy land…

It was, in fact, a ceramic squirrel, and the entire thing happened because the guy didn’t bring his wife back any beer. He was also, in fact, in the kitchen, unsupervised, making his own damn sammich when the attack occurred.

This story is starting to sound eerily familiar… But I digress. *cough*

Note: Courtesy of NBC 9, Story at NBC 2

The thing about bathroom mirror photos is that it’s always good fun to comment on some random, if not embarrassing, object — or even person — you might see elsewhere in the photo. 😉

I awoke this morning feeling clear, sane and capable. Then I saw this…