went to grace's parents house and fixed all her dad's computers. he stuffed a check for 100 bucks in the pocket of my faded world war 2 jacket and would not let me leave without it.

i left the butter out for a day.

jeff tried to eat one of my year old donuts.

i don't know why, but when i saw the name for this guy online, i could not stop laughing for at least 4 minutes. the name was "Potato Salesman".

i asked if he worked at mcdonalds. my theory was right. and i laughed again. i can just imagine someone saying "I'm not a drive thru mcdonalds guy, I'm a Potato Sales Consultant!"

yeah. it was the funniest thing i'd heard in a while. Potato Salesman.