Carpe Diem

It's only 11 AM and I've already:

• Fallen down the stairs at my apartment complex.
• Seen a one-armed man drive a motorcycle down the street.
• Watched a carload of old people go 4 blocks down a one-way street...in the wrong direction. Much honking and yelling ensued before they finally pulled into a parking lot completely oblivious to the cars they were just playing chicken with.
• Listened to most of the catalogue of our city's classic rock station because my co-worker has turned on the boombox in our office. I was also forced to endure a couple hours of Rick 'n Bubba, but I'm choosing to block that experience from my memory.

I am so ready for lunch.