I had a bacon lovers sandwich today. I got it from the store, where I picked up a newspaper and some magazines. Sparky says he's not coming out of his house for a while so he had me pick him up some reading material. I've even taken the liberty of getting some books for him, because he's not much a reader so really doesn't know whats good and what's not. I feel like that guy who delivered food to Adrien Brody in The Pianist, with the only difference being that the world isn't being bombed; I wish it were though.