O.K., let me get that password for you, right after I make a quick phone call — to the Internet police! That’s right, a deputized LOLcat is about to haz a warrant for your arrest.
Why? Because the real me would never retrieve your password without you first verifying your identity — and you failed to do that because if you were really who you said you were, you’d know me well enough to know I’d never believe you!
Don't shush me!
...because it's already happened in restaurants, movie theaters, and most recently, at a Broadway show.
At any given moment of the day, there are an infinite number of disconnected thoughts swirling around in my brain. This blog is an attempt at a semblance of peace of mind; a good night's sleep wouldn't be so bad, either.
Feb6
