There's all kinds of fun to be had with a new towel.

Lest this blog become a sad catalog of my daily buffoonery, I will not tell you about how this morning I thought I'd left my water bottle at home and so spent the day reluctantly drinking Hawaiian Punch from the ridiculously huge jug I'd brought in for last week's potluck, only to find at 5:15 my water bottle on the front seat of my car, too scorching hot to drink.

I am happy to report, though, that this evening's trip to the grocery store was incident-free. I did flummox the bagger with my cloth bag, but he caught on quickly enough.

And, finally, a link to an Onion story that is likely to be cherished as a classic. I notice that it's been promoted to the lead story, too.