they call me mr. glass

Inventory, with five days to go: twenty-four pounds of tortilla strips (got that? strips, not chips) and enough nacho cheese to stop your heart and your grandmother's too. Bulk jalapenos are proving slightly more elusive. Check back in a couple of days.

I'm sold on Netflix. Watched "Unbreakable" last night ... creepy, but not terribly so. I laughed at all the wrong parts - not because I am deranged, but because MK screamed like a little girl when Samuel L. Jackson fell down the stairs. By the way, Bruce Willis was EXACTLY THE SAME CHARACTER as he was in "The Sixth Sense" except he swapped the trench for a raincoat.

Mkay, time to go let Monday be Monday ...