Busy day. At least it's no longer a bazillion degrees outside. But, as a reminder of the last week and a half of open windows without screens to try to get my apartment below 80 degrees, Matt Stoller just had to kill the hugest grasshopper EVER in my bathroom. I gave Matt a shoe, shut the door on him, and told him not to come out until one of them was dead. He killed it, with no less than ten shoe strikes ("geez this thing is big, it won't die"). God bless his soul. I hate bugs. I really really hate bugs. I think this makes me gay. Discuss amongst yourselves.
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