I’m a deep thinker…I think you’ve figured that out by now.  Today I picked up 25 pieces of used dental floss.  Used, man dental floss.  Grossly discolored dental floss.  I think this is why the universe placed me in crazy town.  It’s in the details people.  I refuse to put a picture of it on this post, so instead, here is a picture of the new kitten that someone left at Wal-Mart and decided crazy town would be better.