Uh oh. FTILFF turns the big two-one this week. Time to break out the phone book to find the number of a cab company. And the nearest hospital. He’s not too good with “limits,” if you catch my drift. Twenty bucks says that by the end of the night, FTILFF will be double-fisting Car Bombs, singing Jimmy Buffet at full tilt and whining about wanting more Buffalo wings despite not actually being in Buffalo (profound). I hate it when he does that.

1. Baking soda - Hell yes! I always keep some on hand for, well, baking. But when we got a new ‘fridge this week I busted it out to get rid of the plastic smell inside. Since then I’ve taken a bath with it, brushed my teeth with it and used it as a mouth wash. Magic powder, I tell you!
2. Russian poster designs - I have a soft spot in my heart for propoganda posters from the former Soviet republic. The design is impecable, and this collection on Flickr is quite exhaustive.
3. Whirlpool tubs - I knew there was a hidden reason why we moved into the new house. Wednesday night I decided to test this bad boy out and whoowhee is it great. It makes me feel like I’m staying at some ritzy hotel. Until I pull some sh*t like starting the jets 5 seconds too soon, and sending water flying everywhere around the bathroom. Damnit.
4. Castles for sale - For the same price that you could get a 2 bedroom place in a major city here, you could have a bonafide castle to call your own. Complete with multiple hectares!
5. The satisfaction you get from busting your ass - Not me, of course. But two of my closest friends graduated as doctors this week. The amount of time, effort, dedication and drive it must have taken would make any lesser person crumble. I can’t even begin to comprehend how happy these two men must be. Congrats.

Now back to being a slacker with a pedestrian bachelor’s degree and an already max-ed out salary. Hoo-rah.