Okay, so maybe I didn’t realize there was a difference between “exhibitors” and “exhibitionists,” but I sure made a boatload of money at the flea market.

Sometimes I enjoy relaxing my eyes and taking in the marvelous show put on by the little floaters in my eyeballs. Except when it looks like they’re gettin’ busy, because then I just feel like a voyeuristic globule-fetishist perv.

I’m in a group that does Cold War reenactments. It’s pretty easy — all you have to do is sit around and look worried about the USSR.

I just joined a new fast-audio book club. We listen to standard audio books, but save time by just fast-forwarding through them to the end. I finished “The Great Gatsby” in 20 minutes. It’s an extremely overrated novel about a lot of high-pitched chirping noises.

I’m never quite certain just how to celebrate Ambiguity Awareness Day.

Did you know that everything in the dictionary starts with “E”?

For a while I thought I was bisexual, but only because I tend to get “bi” and “semi” mixed up.