We’re in the process of adopting [A BLACK TACO]. Maybe two. I’m so pumped. I’d adopt six if I could. When I was five years old—I grew up in a very rural town in Missouri, and I had never even seen a [BLACK TACO]—they asked us to draw a picture of ourselves in the future, and I drew myself holding [A DOZEN BLACK TACOS WITH EXTRA JACK SAUCE]. I’ve always wanted this.
The half hour I just spent eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in bed with handfuls of Pirate’s Booty while watching the season premiere of 30 Rock was probably the best half hour OF MY ENTIRE LIFE.