This guy was found floating in my coffee, upside down and not moving. I fished him out with my pencil and dropped him on the counter beside me. But instead of being dead, as soon as I pulled him out, he started thrashing around like crazy. Ever gotten a second chance? Remember how great it felt? So, even though his legs and body were pretty well soaked with coffee, he sat there and dried out beside me while I continuned to daydream and people watch, and then crawled away and I rode off to class.