It was a nice, sunny day. Everything was copacetic (except for the ants, I'll get to that in a moment). Driving down the street, this shirtless guy with his six-pack abs had to cross the street in front of us, my wife eyeing him admiringly. Okay, I'm not the most out of shape guy, but come on. I got a 12 pack (it's my rib-cage...)

Ants. On my bed, in my car... all the places I don't want them to be. Must be global warming screwing up their migration, or something like that.

Brew up your morning coffee, cool cats. It's gonna be another fabulous day. How's that optimism working out for ya? Pretty slick, huh.