On the Newspaper, Down the Garbage Disposal
This morning: Open door, pick up newspaper, stare at strange ad about baldness featuring a big-headed baby. Huh. Flip paper over. SCORPION! ACK! AWAKE NOW! Scorpion scurries, I juggle paper as to not lose scorpion while keeping it as far from my hands as possible. Run to sink. Shake scorpion into...