Gotta get up, gotta go to work …

They say writing first thing in the morning is a good habit to learn to get into. Get up earlier, sit down at the keyboard, and just start writing. That's kind of what I'm doing at this point. But even I can see there are problems with that notion: 1. If you already get up…

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This is not my beautiful house

Road to Nowhere Hey, so Loud Boy is back. Not sure what the context was, but I overheard this today: Loud Boy (on the phone with a colleague): … Yeah, it was pretty exciting, Bloomberg was there, so was Lance Armstrong — Colleague (who I can hear because they're sitting nearby): Yeah, so was David…

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Interstitials

Right, so what I've learned by having a very loud young man sitting about a yard from me in the offices — a sales rep, no less — is that I am a complete snob. Sure, it's probably a reflex action because he's loud (I did say that) and he ends every sentence he makes…

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Temptation

I scream Memo to whoever has left two quarts of peanut-butter flavored ice cream untouched in the company freezer for the past week: I am not made of stone. Thank you for your attention to this matter.

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Unhappy camper

I'm at the start of my monthly visitor cycle. This manifests itself in many ways, and today it is taking the form of general crankpantsness. Generally, what happens is it's like scratching a sore place which, on normal days, is a mild irritant but today feels like a gaping wound inflicted by that monster from…

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Are you out of your skull? Actually….

A heady feeling Well, the skull that scared Ciara is done. Or about 95 percent so. Here she is hanging up and drying, but I had to reinforce the head and am reinforcing the bottom where all the candy will sit when it's hanging up, full. Mike bought half-price candy today and now it's all…

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The refrigerator thief strikes! News at 11!

More antics from the work kitchen. (Earlier events here. And here.) Bear in mind that for the most part, there are no chronological children anywhere in reach, and that our floor takes up a full city block of people. I noticed this attention-grabber this morning (light text only) then came back for a snack later…

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The Fonzie Effect

Ohhhh … candy I think the candy dispenser machine at work is a masochist. The more I abuse it, the more return I get for my buck. A while back, it started eating money without giving any back. Nobody posted anything on the machine to alert others to this, it just happened. Then I went…

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