if it takes more than 5 minutes to think of a title, it's probs time to go to sleep

I have been absurdly derelict in my blogging.
and all I have to show for it is this:

the other morning, while covering a shift for my outs of town partner, I vacuumed up off the bar balcony floor, a MENTOS. my initial surprise at the ferocity of the vacuum to choke down a sizable piece of candy quickly gave way to elemental awe as the fresh smell of warm mint wafted up towards my still sleepy face. this made the chore quite pleasant for a few minutes. until the point at which I vacuumed up some 12 hours ago delectable now stale french fries.