As a general rule, I have a pretty good relationship with Facebook. Sure, it's sucking away precious moments of my life in which I could be doing much more valuable things - but it's just one of the many things that keep me from doing all those things I'd rather not do anyway. I can't stay mad at you, Facebook. It's only partly your fault for being so deliciously addictive.
The reason I love Facebook today is because of my brother's status:
"In the words of the guy behind us in the Walmart self check line...
Come on, this ain't rocket surgery!
Really? This guy obviously knows nothing about Rocket surgery."
Comedy gold, Greg.
BDEM: My mom is in town for about 48 hours, and we got to spend a couple of hours with her at dinner tonight. Welcome, Mom!
Water: 40(ish) oz