I'm a mad hatter...

On the iPod - "Sunday Papers" - Joe Jackson

This morning, I awoke to what I could have sworn were gunshots. It turns out, said noise was actually exploding cans of diet coke. I neglected to bring in about 12 cans of the stuff (which belong to my girlfriend, not me) and the extreme cold we've been experiencing in Michigan finally did them in.



Needless to say, cleaning up 12 cans of frozen, exploded coke was no easy task, especially with a Labradoodle lapping away at the contents and razor sharp cans. Nothing like feeling frozen for an entire day thanks to a 5 a.m. disaster. Today has not been a good day.