I got peeped.

Or maybe I flashed? Either way, I was naked. This morning I had to walk from my bedroom to another room where my laundry basket was loaded with clean clothes. I needed boxers and a vest, so, well, I walked into the other room to get them after my shower. This caused me to walk by a window naked. Not a big deal right? I'd think not, but as I passed back by - I noted a ladder at the window and a someone standing on it. Turns out it was a guy on the ladder painting a shutter. I learned this later when I went out to my car to drive to work.

You want me to think you are illiterate? Simply say "ex-et-er-uh" to me over and over.* Last I checked, the word is spelled e-t-c-e-t-e-r-a and not e-x-e-t-e-r-a. I mention this because an attorney kept mispronouncing the word in court yesterday. I don't really get hung up on things like this.

I mastered the "Easy" level of Guitar Hero 3, and now I have to start all over again at Medium which means faster play and an additional key. So far Medium is not going well.

Someone called me the other night at 3:16 a.m. (Does anyone recognize this number: 688-2011?) Caller didn't leave a message.

I am ashamed to say I didn't vote yesterday. I never not vote. I'm glad the elections turned out well even without my vote.

Today's Song: It's Not Right, But It's Okay, Whitney Houston (for Susie)

*Jim, obviously, this does not apply to you.