I did the same yoga practice tonight that I did last night. That’s not what I want to talk about. What I want to talk about is a little tan colored motherfucker that I found on the strap of my backpack as I was opening it on my bed. It was a little baby scorpion curled up since who knows when, waiting for who knows what.

I threw my backpack off my bed with a quickness and as luck would have it, my bedroom carpet is a kind of tannish brown, not unlike the color of the scorpion. I still haven’t found it after doing my best Sherlock Holmes, so guess who won’t be sleeping in the master suite tonight. Little fucker.