Planet of the Apes avatar (thanks for pointing this out, Maist.)
Spent a significant portion of last Saturday evening debating the merits of an "Avengers" movie with my nephew. Lost the debate. I have to admit that.
Spent the rest of that evening pumping my brother (nephew's dad) for details about his trip to Savannah. He's into the history, I'm into the planning. Frazier and Niles.
I cry when Karen Carpenter sings. Buckets.
I'm wearing a short-sleeved white dress shirt today. It was the only one I wouldn't have had to iron. The cool people I know use dry-cleaners.
I am habitually 10 to 15 minutes late for everything.
Spent last evening being the go-fer as my Father-in-Law repaired the brakes on my minivan. Which is burgundy. And old.
I could go on, but do I really need to?
Oddly, I'm very happy with myself in general.