Because I'm too lazy to remember things, I forgot two items that are indicative of my world-class sloth:
- I once fell asleep with a heating pad on and slept through it causing a third degree burn on my stomach; and
- about 13 years ago I decided that making Christmas dinner every year was too much trouble, so we've had nachos every year since. In fact, we have nachos for Thanksgiving and Easter as well. And Mr. Rattus makes them.