100 Pipers on the Bandwagon

I might be slightly agitated because…

… it’s 11:10 and I’m still in this office? Nah, wait, we all know I needed to quit this job two years ago, move to the forest, and work on my satirical masterpiece, Glory Without Pride: Pop Psychological Evaluations of Your Favorite Reality TV Stars.

…some jackass in my fantasy baseball league is still trying to get Josh Hamilton and CC Sabathia from me for a bag of baseballs. But then I remembered that no one cares about fantasy baseball. Not even me. I’m in 10th place. Out of 10.

…that in 36 hours I will be on my way to another wedding out of town, which I almost backed out of, but realize you can’t really back out of going to your friends’ wedding when you look both the bride and bride (??? Is that correct? What do we say? I missed the meetings!) in the eye on two separate occasions and say you’ll be there. Most of my personal popularity is built on just showing up when I say I will, so that can’t actually be upsetting me.

…I haven’t had time to follow this debt ceiling business except to wonder if this is the Republican Party’s “Government Shutdown 2: Tokyo Drift”, a reprise of their 1995 classic. Except I hate wondering that because it reeks of hacky, lazy political analysis that will lead to me winding up in a CNN split-screen debate of horror barking at some think-tanker. Which is scarier to me than any government default.

…I went with the ellipses rather than the bullets. I should have gone with the bullets, right? Right?