Tap

It's too bad Nolan and I can't figure out how to friend each other on our Tap Tap Revenge apps, because while I'm zoning out over my cereal here, he's on call and zoning out in his scrubs. Heh. And I have this excellent mental picture too, of him sitting alone in a hallway, swinging his croc-clad feet over the end of a stretcher, and madly playing Tap Tap Revenge while "sipping" his 9th cup of coffee through an IV.