What has this dirty ol world come to? I wake to the news that George Takei has the bedbugs. My coffee tastes bitter, the sunlight mocks me with its clarity. The day has lost its sweetness, George Takei has bedbugs. Via the Toronto Sun:
He tells radio DJ Howard Stern, “We were (in New York) last month and nothing happened, and then this month, I’ve been eaten alive.”
Takei blames a trip to the theater. I blame the whole of this wretched universe, for letting these creatures out of their caves on our hides.