1. "It's five o'clock, is that sorry on your breath?" One of the best opening lines in a song. Ever.
2. My dog. I sometimes call her Tinky-wa-tinky, which leads me to thinking about a snacky watacky with my Kevmoplitian. And it's not even 8 a.m.
3. Sweating. Heart pounding. Life is good.
4. Neighbor is having a yard sale. I wonder if those blue things are rain barrels.
5. Emma being sick sucks. Really sucks. Now she has big red welts, hive-looking things all over her.
