My Brain, as art.

Here's a couple of things I'm thinking, before I head home from work and forget them:

I like cooking, and except for a certain "cooked bacon on high heat" incident, I've never had any major cooking mishaps. I's venture to say I'm relatively talented in the kitchen. The problem is, I am supremely lazy. 9 times out of 10 I'd rather do nothing than something. So I don't have any motivation to cook until I'm really hungry, and then I just want food now and usually go buy something. Hence, my cooking skills are never displayed or excercised. Plus, when you have a wife who can cook like mine can, it's kind of like practicing guitar when you have Eric Clapton hanging out at your house all the time.

I wanted to add something about how I'm revolutionizing my life with to-do lists, but I'm out of time.