It's been a very exciting, if unproductive, morning here at GFD HQ Internat'l.
In the park, my totem animal.
In the toaster, a fire.
That's right, a fire! That piece of toast was actually on fire! And that's not a metaphor meaning the toast was doing a great job or winning a race, it was literally on fire! It had to be put out! By me! Using a wet dishtowel! (Note to Dad: I unplugged the toaster oven first.) I contemplated baking soda but that seemed messy. I also contemplated grabbing my camera to try and get a photo of the actual flames, but ultimately that would have been messier.