Who knew there was actually an audience for saving your poop? Went to the Philadelphia Flower Show today and part of the exhibit focused on this.
In somewhat related news, I’m on the train on my way home and it’s filled with drunk college kids. First of all they’ve totally killed my buzz. Secondly, I hate each and every one of them. Especially the blond one with the hooked heels who seems to have forgotten how to walk. Whore.