Ok.. so I had to go somewhere today where I had to wear a suit. I know, all this secrecy is killing you, isn't it? Anyway, I also had to go through a metal detector (No, I didn't go to jail!!). Well, none of my suits fit: they were either too big or too small. I decided to wear a too big one so I didn't split the seat of my pants and embarass myself. So, I walk through the metal detector and it goes off. The guy looks at me and says "do you have any more metal on you?" My response: "Well, there's a safety pin holding my pants up, do you think that'll matter?" I did get a smile out of him, and instead I took my watch off. Thankfully, it worked.

I will always love "Moons Over My Hammy."

It's Wednesday... you know the drill..