I took this picture at 8 a.m. this morning while I made a few phone calls before work. Joe perked up, saw the photo and said: “I sense a blog post coming on. Something that goes: ‘These are the men in my life sleeping while I do work. I hate them both. Seeing them like this burns like battery acid going down my esphogus. Burrrrrrrns. Burrrrrrrns.'”
And then he flopped back over, closed his eyes and went back to sleep.