Coffee and a bagel

So last night I had a horrible nightmare. It was awful. I was spinning around in circles (like you would if you were trying to get yourself to be dizzy, and I was having so much fun. Then a truck drove by and a man with a gun got out and wanted to shoot me. IT WAS AWFUL.

I was all sweaty when I woke up and mad about guns.

Also, when I searched for an image of a gun, this was across the top:

Did you mean: n-2848330477_q-BdxQRHJ7SAiBHlfMgYU9cQAAAA@@?

What? Literally, all I typed in was "gun." Usually is like if I typed in "Raden" they might say "Did you mean radeon?" or something that is a recognizable word. Is that code searched very often?

I am at work early today and that means that I win for best employee.

Oh my gosh, I have not yet mentioned on my blog that I am an Americorps VISTA. It's pretty much the most important fact about my life. I need an American Flag up in here: Excellent. Every time Lynn or I see a flag, we salute. We have to. I mean, no one told us we have to, but we just kind of know it's one of the unspoken rules. So we frequently salute, because there are a lot of American flags in America.

I thank everyone for the incredibly positive feedback I've been getting about my blog. I mean, I expected compliments, obviously, but the response has been even more overwhelmingly joyful than I had anticipated. Thank you, thank you, thank you.