In the live-Slog of tonight's Republican debate, which I regrettably missed, Frizzelle joked that I was absent due to a "santorum-related accident." Well, close.

After putting it off for way too long, I just finished replacing the wax ring on my toilet, and I'll spare you the details, but the task was every bit as godawful disgusting as I imagined it to be. Now that I'm familiar with the task the next one should go faster, but if I have the spare money I'm hiring myself a fucking plumber, because whatever they charge, this is one shitty job. Literally.

I don't think I'll ever feel clean again.

And for the record, if you have a choice, don't ever shop at any hardware store other than McLendon's. I got the wax ring replaced fine, but after reassembling the toilet, found the seals in the tank of my 40-plus-year old toilet leaking. The guy at McLendon's gave me exactly the advice and the parts that I needed. As usual.