I'm just going to come right out and say that I have nothing this morning.
I'd rather not get into the fact that Scott got grouchy when he locked the bathroom door and I used a knitting needle to open the door to grab my watch. We're not door lockers here so I wondered what he was up to. It turned out it was nothing but sparked a debate about privacy that included purses, diaries, blogs, computer histories... I argued that I have nothing to hide but he said that doesn't matter, it's a privacy thing. I still say I have nothing to hide and don't lock the bloody bathroom door because I have a knitting needle and I know how to use it.
No, I don't want to talk about that so I got nothing.