Mr. Tenant Gets Hot

Last night I came home to find this note from my landlord's handyman:

"Mr. Tenant, Hot H2O temp turned up! Be careful!"

It's a good thing it's been a stressful week at work -- now I have reason to treat myself to a bath and see if I can get a tub's worth of hot water. Will this be the end to my Little House on the Prairie existence?

And today I went to Amazon.com to find this greeting at the top of the screen:

Hello, [Billy]. We have recommendations for you. (If you're not [Billy], click here.)

The Ultimate Guide to Anal Sex for Men

A fun message to have appear on your work computer. (Yes, I clicked on the link that explains why that particular book was being recommended to me.)

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I bought 12 new pairs of black socks today. Something I can check off my list! Actually, there's another one too -- I called my friend Holly yesterday. But I still haven't sent her a baby card.