A not so cheery morning

I was awakened this morning by a noise. If a train and a cow were capable of mating, I'm pretty sure their offspring would have made this noise. I have yet to discover what the noise was. Maybe a smoke detector or a fire alarm, but no one was rushing out of the building. I'm no fire expert, but I'm pretty sure the building in not on fire, and therefore I do not need to evacuate.

But I'm up and moving around now. Thinking about running the vacuum. I found a peanut M&M in the couch this morning. Does anyone else ever find food on their couch, or I am the only lucky one?

I watched Ken Barlow's last ever newscast in Minneapolis last night. I might need to move to Boston so I can continue watching him. Kare-11 is really disappointing me. First they lost anchor god Paul Magers, then Frank Vascellero, and now Ken Barlow. What kind of idiots do they have running that station? I may give up watching the news for another 20 years, until I'm old enough for WCCO. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it. No more tv news.

Well, that's pretty much all from me today. I'll leave you with a name that movie.

George: Now, come on, get your clothes on, and we'll stroll up to my car and get... Oh, I'm sorry. I'll stroll. You fly.
Clarence: I can't fly. I haven't got my wings.
George: You haven't got your wings. Yeah, that's right.