…gets yelled at by his neighbors for making so much noise.

Am I right here, folks?

On the road early enough to watch the sun creep up the horizon in colors that make you wish your life had freeze frame, I was in Decatur this morning for the 5k for Hope benefiting Our House, a daycare shelter for families in need with some of my coworkers.

Home now it’s time to clean the apartment and sing into the end of a feather duster while showing off my best non-Elaine moves to no one. My party-all-night neighbors downstairs are about to fall in love with me all over again. It looks like a bomb went off in here and I just realized the last time I mopped (vs. swept) my floors was before I went to Alaska in June. Ick!

See you tonight…

Kissy boo.