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Good morning, world!

I came to work, and I'm feeling rather chipper. Certainly not because of work. Someone must have slipped me a mood altering drug.

The only person with opportunity would be my cat.

He was cute this morning. He tried to challenge me to a foot-cat wrestling match. He bats my calf with his paw as I walk by. I walk back again, he swats me again. I tickle his tummy with my toes, and the fight is on! The little scrapper likes to kick with his hind paws.

I think Sascha has a kangaroo in the woodpile, mate.

Cancer stick toking, banjo-waving mongoloids.

Is it me, or has anyone else noticed an increased frequency of commuting smokers tossing their lit cigarettes on the road while they are driving?

This annoys me greatly. First of all, it's littering, second of all, I don't want to have to experience that moment of fear when some fireball hits the road in front of me. I wish I could just find a way to quickly capture that lit cigarette and toss it back in their car saying, "Now you know how the street feels, buddy!"

After all, the driver's brain is comprised of the same neuron-rich sludge we drive on.

I find such white trash behavior to be unacceptable. If you're going to smoke in your car, use your ashtray, waste-oid.

Someone else flicked trash on the road today, too. I want a War on Litter! Bring back our troops and let's give those litter bugs a Patriot missile enema!

Okay, I feel better, now.