Two thoughts, before I crank out a lot of work today (and thus have little time to blog): I have to walk through the business department every morning to get to work. About halfway through, for the last week, there has been the unmistakable smell of brownies — really gooey, fudgy brownies. But when I look around, no brownies. It seems like a cruel joke. Is it the legacy smell of brownies past? There’s nothing worse than phantom brownies.
Finally, this Halloween decorations story in today’s DMN is promoted on the front page with this sentence: “Build a cave in your living room for an unforgettable party setting.” Am I the only one who immediately thought: Wow, I can’t believe the paper is promoting an Osama-themed Halloween!