But only a lazy dastard would use that as an excuse

So I'm writing anyway. I have to, because today was such a great day. In fact, I'm going to call today: "A Great Day, in which the Reinman Chills with K.G. and Battles a Killer Whale"

The first part sounds like a great story, but really there's not much to tell. Basically, it was just me and K.G. chillin' like we always do. What do we do? You know, normal chillin' kinda stuff. Like, a lot of times we'll just be standing next to each other, wearing our basketball jerseys, and I'll just stand around for awhile with my hands folded in front of me and a stupid grin on my face while K.G. yells in my ear. It's just this thing we do.

The other part happened when I was paddling around side lake. I was just sitting there in my little boat, paddling around, when this big killer whale came up out of nowhere and slammed into the side of my boat. Not one to panic in such situations, I calmly raised my oar and beat that killer whale on the top of its head, over and over, until it deflated. Then I paddled back to shore for some Polish D's and Coke.