From two feet away, the cap popped straight off the top of the milk bottle and fell to the floor. This relates to nothing, but was so amazingly random I had to mark the occassion.
Today I'm covering a shift at the Rotunda (my once-upon-a-time home) that I've only watched in passing while calling time remaining to actors. I'm afraid I'm going to turn into entertainment for the actors already set in the booth (much as I often treated certain other TA-DAA handlers in the past).
Maybe irony does have me on its list after all?