Happy Easter!
And have a solemn Good Friday, everyone. Or not. I won’t judge.
And to those of you who cannot afford a team of painters to elaborately decorate a giant Easter Egg full of chocolates and gold coins like me, I say, “Can you really call what you’re doing living?” Think about it.
By the way, the guy who lives next door to me is teaching himself to play Coldplay songs and “Stairway to Heaven” on the guitar. And he’s been doing so all day. I might just kill him! Just kidding, giant egg!
