Passed my pre-employment drug test today. I still object philosophically to the practice; if I don't operate heavy machinery or work in a profession where safety is an issue, then it's none of your business whether I choose to spend my free time in church or snorting lines off a stripper's belly.
Anywho, the test put me less than a mile from an Olive Garden, so Lisa & I headed there for lunch. The food was good, but the memorable bit was finding a human turd sitting on the lobby floor, right outside the men's room. You won't see that on Top Chef, now willya?
