The ratio of unicorns to leprechauns.

This morning, I went for a run. As I was running past a park in our neighborhood, I looked down and saw some scraps of paper. And then I stopped, because I realized those scraps of paper had Dwight Schrute’s face on them. I collected them and ended up with five Schrute Bucks of my very own. I took them home and showed them to Alisa, who was impressed. And slightly weirded out.

When Mike got home, I asked him if he saw what I found on my run and he said, “I wondered what we had done to earn those!” This is not what people mean when they say that exercise pays off, but I will take it. (And, clearly, my neighborhood is cooler than yours. How many Schrute Bucks have you found? That’s what I thought.)

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