Minutes from my homeowner association’s last meeting, hanging in the building elevator:

“Old Business:
- Exterior paint colors have been approved.
- Currently accepting bids on plumbing project.
- Decision about purchase of new bike rack tabled for next meeting.

New business:
Whoever threw up in the corner on the first floor stairwell needs to clean it up.”

On a completely unrelated note, although I have yet to write a novel or sell a screenplay, at least I’m liked in Cleveland.