Anyway, here’s Tom and Bubba. Towel is on the chair because it’s hairball season for Tom.

I don’t know how I would live with myself if any of the people I was responsible for died while working for me. I’m thankful that did not happen today. I’ve always known that it was a thing, but never considered it a realistic possibility. Needless to say, it’s a realistic possibility. Fuck. Whew.

At the end of the workday today one of my warehouse employees was putting a 1,200lb pallet of stock back on the top rack when all of the sudden the rack buckled sending the entire pallet free falling to the floor narrowly missing crushing two employees. Needless to say my nerves are fucking shot.

Remember the terms “chach” and “chachbag” from the mid-2000’s? About time to bring those back.

Yeah. Sarah uses it as a cheat code.

Forgot to post finale.

It’s homemade chicken pot pie night again.
If you even cared.

Tommy and Bubba playing.

It’s all psychological. You yell discomfort, everybody says, "Huh? What?" You yell Tommy John, we've got a panic on our hands before the end of April.

I’m pleased and happy to repeat the news that the Houston Astros are tied for most runs scored in Major League Baseball. As you can see it’s a beautiful day, the Astros are playing baseball, and the Astros fans are having a wonderful time.

The Houston Astros are 6-10, which is a Houston number. They’ll probably be 7-13 by the end of the week, which is another Houston number. Hopefully they don’t reach 8-32, and thankfully 2-81 and 3-46 are already out of the question.

Enjoying cooking and drinking on a Sunday afternoon and the creeping dread of the work week starts seeping in:

lmao

Get a load of these beautiful beans.

Whenever Sarah does fried breaded chicken thighs or tenders she mixes in this Dijon mustard with the eggs for the egg wash portion of the dredging process. Adds good subtle flavor.

My sides hurt from laughing.

Oh man Sarah laughed her ass off when I told her I posted this.

Be as grateful to be on Earth as these four were to be back on Earth, and treat each other accordingly.

I can tell you the license plate numbers of all six cars outside. I can also tell that you have 4 flavors of yogurt in your fridge. Shall we?

Lmao

Someone give me Matt Damon and Jeffrey Donovan’s email addresses please.

Bourne Notice needs to happen. I need a vehicle where Jason Bourne and Michael Westen exist in the same universe.

My first guess would be because he rolled his car while driving under the influence, allegedly.

Me: What’s the creepy looking guy’s name from the fish fucker movie?

Sarah: Michael Shannon?

Me: Yeah, that’s the one. Thanks!