Erdos Had The Number First

I found two things cleaning out that box, a cigarette case and a library card from college. It’s funny what looking at this old stuff will do to your head. Or maybe it was last night’s pizza but
I woke up at 4:30 to a vomitting cat (that little bugger’s been eating plastic again) and I couldn’t get back to sleep.

Which was probably for the best since I’d been awakened from dream about Mastadons. I figure that there are few things worse than dreaming of long-extinct animals, especially mastadons. Especially Mastadons.

Mastadons, as you may know, are native to the midwest. Now that I’m living in the Atlantic region, I suspect that dreaming about extinct midwestern elephants is probably a bad sign.

Either that or I’ve been listing to Cake a bit too much.