I dreamed last night that my brother was accompanying Joe Pini's new band on Kool-Aid. I can explain later if you'd like.

I figured since I was no longer in a petty, bitter mood, my blog should reflect such.

Besides, every time I see the queso mentioned, I want to eat Taco C.

(Not that I have any time to describe why my life is so much better right now since I need to go blow-dry my hair and I keep getting distracted by a txting stream that now involves zombies.)