Synchronized Flushing

I've been reading My Boring-Ass Life: The Uncomfortably Candid Diary of Kevin Smith for a while now, mostly when I'm on the toilet. I tell you this because, well, nearly ever diary entry so far begins with Smith's trademark candor: "I wake up around five, take a dump, let the dogs out, and check the boards and email." Or some variation thereof. And because of my own circumstances as I read the book, I'm beginning to feel a certain kinship with Smith that I haven't felt before, even though we're about the same age, we're both geeks, and his movies always crack me up.

In short, I feel like we're on the same poop schedule. It's kind of creepy.

Rob