Court and Bretney [i]

They engaged. Shot some photos. Fell out of a tree. You know the drill.

In other news I have two dates to KO's wedding, my softball team tied, Kate from Lost took off her pants, and I'm going to make waffles.

Uh, would that be the hot pants, sir? [s]

Aye, the hot pants.

Short story short, I incinerated some of my pants today whilst calmly drinking a latte. I did smell and see the smoke for the duration of my biscotti, but assumed it was coming from the nearby kitchen.



Lessons learned:

1. Jeans don't ignite, they smolder.
2. Headers are hot.
3. Nothing contradicts your sweet 'Cafe Racer 4 Real' tattoo more than being told your pants are on fire in a cafe.

Update:
Now I'm being cautious as evidenced by this shot Erik snapped this afternoon.