My good friend Cranky Robert, having read of the general suckiness of my life last week, has resorted to heroic measures to try and lift my spirits (in other words, he e-mailed me a joke):
Darth Vader: Luke, I know what you’re getting for Christmas.
Luke: Oh yeah? How?
Darth Vader: I felt your presents.
Yeah, I know, it’s a groaner, but it had exaxctly the effect Robert was going for: I laughed and smiled for what seems like the first time in days. Hope everyone else enjoys it, too.
Oh, is that all it takes? OK, here goes:
Did you hear about the one-legged waitress?
Got a job at IHOP…
Arg, that’s terrible! I love it…
(Kids, this is your brain on twelve-hour days. Just say no to unpaid overtime…)