I have nothing to say other than today is my dead mama's birthday.

So Josh is channel surfing and he stops on CSI. Rad show. So they're in some place doing something and there's a black panther (animal not activist) in this cage. Which reminded me, when I lived in Haiti my dad had this friend who was a big game hunter. Lions, Zebras, Tigers.... all kind of dead animal heads on the wall in his house. That's not even the weirdest part..... he had a fucking pet panther in his office in the back of his house. SERIOUSLY. Who has a fucking pet panther!? Anyway, I was telling Josh about this and sometimes I wonder if he thinks I'm crazy.
Next item. Josh was interviewing this guy at work today, we'll call him Xavier because I can't remember his name and it doesn't really matter, getting to the point. Xavier used to work for a Ramada in LA. So one night he's helping the maintenance guy unclog a toilet, the maintenance guy can't get the snake to work. So, Xavier takes the toilet off of the floor to get the snake in. GET THIS. THERE WAS A FUCKING HUMAN FEMUR IN THE PIPES WHEN THEY TOOK THE TOILET OFF. So the maintenance guy grabs the femur to throw it away. Idiot. Turns out it was a missing person that they were able to identify from the femur.

I love stories like that.