Another Friday, another attempt to relate my life through fragments. Thanks Mrs. 4444 for hosting.
The stupid criminal this week is from my home state. Seems like he robbed a house and used the bathroom. He didn't flush and left a piece of used toilet paper on the ground next to the toilet. The police did a DNA test on the toilet paper and arrested him since he had previously been convicted of burglary. Moral of the story is flush the toilet and make sure everything goes down.
Gas is still less than $3/gallon near my office. By the time I need to fill it up again I'm sure that won't be the case.
One week until I take Whitney to Las Vegas for her birthday. Hotel is paid for and so are the show tickets. So all that is left is food and gambling. And that shouldn't be too much.
The government shutdown has meant that our building is very quiet. And that I'm getting my butt kicked in Words with Friends by my furloughed colleagues. That extra time makes them want to pick harder words.
Baseball playoffs and OU football will make for interesting weekend tv viewing.
My church will have two live elephants on Sunday to give rides. Why you might ask? Because we start a series called Elephants about all the things that no one ever wants to talk about in church. I haven't heard if the pastor wants to ride one into the church. That would be tricky.