If I could only convey to you, dear internets, if I could only CONVEY TO YOU just how often I stand in my shower, sit behind the wheel, or lie in bed at night constructing blog posts that NEVER MAKE IT here. So often. So often that I feel like I'm finally just FULL, and about to spill over, if I don't open my mouth (or let my fingers fly, actually) and get some of this OUT of my head. Why can't I just bluetooth connect my brain and my iPhone and update my blog that way? Because that would make things easier, fo sho.