I saw Buddha in the road on my way to work this morning and stomped on the gas, but that fucker jumped out of the way just in time.

Also, guess what? My windshield cracked day before yesterday. I don’t even think a rock hit it, it just cracked for the hell of it. Just because I’m just that kind of cracked windshield guy.

And finally, in conclusion, thanks whiskey river for everything, but today, especially, for this.