I did tai chi this morning at 4:30 am. By the end, I was sweating hard. I’ve done three iterations of the form, and I’m exhausted. It’s sweltering hot already. Today will be another scorcher, it feels like. And while it’s in the mid-60s outside (Fahrenheit), it feels about 80 in the kitchen.
Today’s my birthday. I invite readers to participate in the birthday party virtually by telling a “bad joke” in the comments— clean enough for middle school, please.
An example? Yesterday I passed a car with a Starfleet Academy sticker on the back. I don’t envy that family: the tuition must be astronomical!
That’s the sort of joke I’m looking for. If you’ve never commented before, this is a great time to begin.
Happy birthday, Andrew. By the way, how do you top a car?
You tep on the brake, tupid.
(I’ve loved that one since the age of five.)
Thank you, Quin. That’s awesome.
Happy birthday, Andrew!
So, ok. Two antennas meet on a rooftop, fall in love, and get married. The ceremony itself was only so-so, but the reception was excellent!
(Btw, did you get the fanmail I sent you on tumblr?)