Scary as it may sound, I actually broke several major laws of nature the other day. Including, but not restricted to; taking a shower, going out in public, and changing my socks. You see, I don’t usually perform any of the aforementioned tasks on Sunday. In my opinion, Sundays are for snoozing ’till noon, wearing sweats, noshing on popcorn, watching bad television, and basically doing a whole lot of nothing. The great thing about these activities, is that I perform them so ding dang well. I’m extraordinarily good at them. And I readily fess up to my talent…even to total strangers. If only I could get paid handsomely for this general malaise-like behavior. The sad thing is, they don’t really have a sort of sloth-on-the-sofa occupation in the world of corporate America. Wait a second…hold the phone…yes they do…that’s it, I’m running for President…