Completely unrelated to Alec Baldwin's new film about aging with grace or complications or whatever the hell, I peed on my skinny jeans last week. At the home of my future Grandma-in-law. Why are these toilet seat supplemental tops so complicated? There is a layer of leak potential between the toilet topper and the toilet proper! Come on! I doubt that age brings more peeing skill. More pants to wet. Hello, Future! Can't wait to meet you.
I've created a chart showing the Accuracy of Urination over Time.
I'd do some kind of best-of-the-decade thing, but I can barely remember whether I added cheese to the sloppy joes I had at lunch. And now, per nobody's request, a visual wrap-up of 2009.
2009, Overall Grade: A-
The minus for the shitty layoff and the months of lame-ducking. The A for everything else.
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