I’m on my way to hockey last night (travelling north) and I pull up to a red light. At the cross street on my right (facing west), there’s a cop waiting. The light changes and he starts into the intersection, and then slams on his brakes as a car going south in the other lane of the street I’m on blows through the light right in front of him. Needless to say he made a huge mistake, since the cop flipped on his lights and tore out of the intersection after him. I laughed so hard I could barely see.

I went to Goodwill this week and bought a shirt. I’m fairly certain that through some series of mishaps and coincidences I ended up buying back a shirt of mine that I haven’t been able to find for a couple years.