Well, Jay confessed and now I feel I must, in order to sleep tonite.

1) I’ve had naughty thoughts involving a photocopier, screaming, a zuccini, and the lovely Mindy.

2) I asked my wife to go to a concert on Friday but wouldn’t feel bad if she said no since we would save paying a babysitter for the kids. We go to bed early at our house, and nobody would even miss me if I went alone but later.

They say “a little guilt’s good for ya’.” I dunno.