So, I’m driving to the train station this morning, and at some point I glance off to my left and see… a black and white cow wearing light blue pajamas. Walking on its hind legs, no less.

For just an instant, I had the thought that the Monday-morning hangover really isn’t worth it anymore.

Then I realized I was simply passing Chick-fil-A, and there was some poor teenager sweating away his shift inside that cow’s plush innards. I really hope the whole week isn’t going to be like this…