Dominick learns a little bit about how to relax while steamboating up a river.
Woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head.... Made my way to the bathroom and realized it was six a.m.. Looking up, I noticed I was late. Marge, Marge, Marge, Marge... Yes, that tribute to "A Day in the Life" was brought to you, to tell you a bit about the start of my day.
The taxi came at 8 a.m., and we actually made it out on schedule this time. Usually we are consistently five minutes late, which seems to be an unnatural law of sorts. No matter how early we get up, we are still not early enough, and always running out the door five minutes later.