I love good news.

Of course that's not earth-shattering, everyone likes good news. But I'm not talking about regular good news, like "hey, you've been parked illegally for 5 hours, but you didn't get towed!" Not even like Maury Povich good news, like when Jethro finds out that he's not Jenna's baby's daddy on Maury's latest paternity test results show. "OOOOHHHHH, I told you it wasn't me! You's a ho, Jenna! My momma told me you was a ho! Thank you, Maury!" (Jenna runs off stage crying...)

No, the good news I got today is way better than that. Tim Hortons, which is approximately 22 steps away from my house, now accepts credit cards.

I'm sorry, I need a minute. Excuse me...