Steve installed the new toilet and it is wonderful. However, when I sat on it, my feet didn't even touch the ground. I asked Steve why it was weirdly tall and he said, "Oh - I got the 'comfort height.' Nice, huh?" I told him it was only comfortable for him! Wm and I have to climb to the summit of the thing like it's Everest and then our feet just dangle awkwardly above the ground. Meanwhile, Longshanks is in toilet heaven. Height-ist discrimination!
Wm and I made brown bag lunches for homeless kids staying at the YWCA today. Included in each lunch bag was a bottle of water - and they were very clear that the water had to go in first so it didn't crush the sandwiches (this was repeated many, many times). Wm's table ran out of water, but kids kept bagging up lunches anyway, so Wm screamed, "STOP PRODUCTION! WE HAVE A WATER SHORTAGE!" Not one child so much as paused, but all the adults thought it was hilarious. Wm can work a crowd.
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