By Popular Demand OK, no more boring posts! Since people want to hear the scintillating details of my sordid life after all, I will dive right in! This morning I awoke at 7:40 AM to the pulsing techno beats of my alarm clock. I leapt out of bed, prepared to tackle the day, but first things first… Clean underwear! I charged down the street, narrowly avoiding the weirdo asking for change by hiding behind a mound of garbage and vaulting over three cars. I arrived at the laundry place and hefted my laundry over my shoulder, muscles flexing and sinews straining under the load. Upon arriving home, I showered, dressed, and packed a bag for Ithaca, where I venture every weekend in search of a beautiful lady. I returned a few DVDs to Blockbuster, hopped on a train (on the train, mind you. Not in it), and said hi to my muffin vendor, who shot me a knowing look as he said to have a good weekend. And now, here I am at work. I would say you are up to date on my sordid life now. Don’t you feel fulfilled?