It’s 9 p.m. Do You Know Where Your Treadmill Is? Under the Pile of Laundry, Duh [The Sunk Cost Fallacy and Fitness, or, The Reason I Drank Butt Tonight]*
Hi! What did you have for dinner tonight? Was it good? I hope so! Because I had butt. Well, not literal butt – rump roast is actually pretty tasty – but my dinner tasted like the south end of a northbound horse. Or the scent of the newest celebrity “designed” perfume. Or anything coming out …