I was stuck behind a slow moving Cadillac sedan this morning on the way to work. It was one of those new SRX's so I was surprised to find the the driver was a "late model" while the car was brand new. It took her about 5 minutes and 3 lights to make a left turn from Olympic to Rodeo. Pulled into the garage, saw three possible spaces before I hit the lowest garage level. I tried pulling into one, only to find out it was a "short space" not meant for a truck like mine. The other two were technically open but the cars next to it were creeping over the line making it virtually impossible for me to slide in (I thought about cramming it in there, Wil May style, but decided against it with the new paint job).

No cinnamon raisin bagels left. Couldn't do the butter on one half, cream cheese on the other. There was, however, one onion bagel left. I was all over that like Lo Fat Nate n' Al's cream cheese. There were like 20 rye bagels and an infinity of WHEAT bagels. Who eats those? It was a caffeine morning too. I usually don' like to do caffeine but I was a little sleepy this morning. Made a cup of English Breakfast tea. I don't do coffee. Stains your teeth, is highly acidic and stinks your breath.

Chicken leftovers for lunch coupled with the next 30 minutes of FALLING DOWN (with Michael Douglas). Hopefully the "guy on the couch" is not still sleeping. There will be hell to pay if he is. He is only in town until Sunday so I'm not trying to win any popularity contests or make any best friends.

Playing in my head right now: Staple Singers "Let's Do It Again"