public service announcement.

i had a longer post planned - half drafted even - but my mind/fingers aren't up to finishing it at the moment, so i'm just leaving you kids with a little nugget of FYI for the evening --

sometimes when you hear all this clanging outside and you're convinced, absolutely convinced, that it's someone coming up the fire escape to infiltrate your apartment and chop up you, your little sister, and her dirty stuffed polar bear, it turns out to be nothing more than a man pushing a shopping cart full of empties down your street.

amazing how those two things can sound so similar.

(i know, we really shouldn't be allowed to watch Dexter right before bed).