Been busy. Went in to work this past weekend, in fact. Crazy.

Yesterday I had one of those days where from the moment I got up, I was doing exactly what I should be doing. I didn't waste time on the web, I exercised, I went straight into work...and then I got a headache. Too much for me.

For some reason I keep thinking about this Pulp Fiction quote: "Let's stop thinking about the poor, unfortunate Mr. Floyd, and start thinking about the rich and prosperous Mr. Butch!"

There was this Married With Children episode where the healthiest man in Chicago comes to stay with the Bundys. He ultimately drops dead, because after living a healthy lifestyle for so many years his body just couldn't take the constant Bon-Bons Peggy fed him.

Another great one was where Al shoots Steve's dog. They do a burial at the end, only they lost the dog's body for some reason, so the dog's body isn't in the coffin. After he buries the coffin, Al asks Peg, "Wow, that coffin was really heavy. What'd you put in there?" Peg says, "Oh, just some rocks and other trash from the house...oh, and your bowling ball." Al starts crying, and Steve consoles him with something like, "Oh don't take it so hard, Al."

That is comedy. [All quotations are approximate.]