Okay, yeah, that was completely me, “singing” along with Bon Jovi’s “You Give Love a Bad Name” on the way back from lunch… Darn those “All ’80s Lunches” on the radio station. Yeah, I should be shot.
Have I mentioned my brother and roommate put three bottles (!) of bubble bath in the fountain of a local mall last night? Apparently it took a while to get started (since the water was so cold), but eventually the foam rose to a height of about two feet above the surface of the water and attracted the attention of the mall security guards. We were hoping it would make it onto the 11 o’clock news, since “Monday is always a slow news day,” (yeah Donald :o), but no such luck, not even as the shot they roll the credits over at the end of the broadcast. But I guess there are more important things in the world than bubbles. Though it’s hard to imagine what.