A whole bunch of random stuff ensues.
Learning to juggle grows permanent brain networks. Yay! Maybe that will combat the fact that my family seems to have a history of dementia as we age. Nah. I’ll probably just wind up being an old man who cannot remember his own address but knows how to juggle a bowling ball, bowling pin, and bowler hat while riding a unicycle and reciting dirty limericks.
I cannot decide whether I find the following video cute or disturbing. I watched it here at work, so I have no sound. I do not know if sound would make a difference. The bird looks almost … animatronic in its cuteness.
Hmm, anything else? Probably. But I seem to have forgotten. I blame a distinct lack of burritos in my life. Bring me burritos or bring me … something else.