"If I owned Hell and Texas, I'd rent out Texas and live in Hell." —Highway to Hell, by...me.
I'm not saying my dog is smarter than me. Because that would be embarrassing.
Me yesterday: Me today: I'm going to take all the aspirin and call y'all in the morning.
Back when I used to care about things like social media metrics and such, some aggregator of, I don't know, Twitter Divination, alerted me that "Your feed is influential on the topic of breakfast food." Good to know, I guess, considering that I'm a Serious Author.
When you get a knot in the drawstring of your pajama pants.