Almost Remarkable Things: On the day Leonard Cohen Died

• Before 9 am, I ate 4 Dove chocolates that were passed as a reward for voting two days ago.
• I was asked what I would consider a “successful potty training session”.
• I listened to a speech about analyzing data and it was the most entertaining thing I got to sit through this week.
• I went out the “other” way to smoke, and a gardener snake crossed my path. I yelped and jumped, and I swear I haven't felt a jolt like that in years. It was fantastic.
• A friend told me that he and his husband actually had a discussion around whether half the country hated them.
• I procured a 7 foot tall Christmas tree from a friend at work. Three boxes worth of Christmas is now sitting in my living room – still packed.
• The high today was 68 degrees. It's November 10^th in Minnesota.
• My older son informed me that he made a turkey disguised as Elvis at school, and it warmed my heart... until he asked if Elvis had a mustache.
• I cut my finger on a hockey skate.
• I put gas in my car and got my oil changed. Doing these things helps me stitch together an effective image of actually being on top of my shit (no need to mention that I was on E and 6000 miles overdue for the lube), when the truth is that I thought it was Friday 5 times today and most of the time I can't keep track of what happened yesterday, or what the hell is going on tomorrow. I have to check my schedule constantly.
• I wrote a Facebook post telling people to stop being fucking assholes because a lot of people out there are being fucking assholes due to some wide-spread, post-election brain malfunction where they think it's okay to assault people.
• I learned that Leonard Cohen died and actually felt the little jolt, like from the snake, the only difference was that it was followed by tingles in my nose, which I successfully suppressed, and did not culminate in tears.