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I’ve been reading other people’s blogs and feeling inadequate. I know it’s not a competition. But some people can write. I cant seem to get what’s in my head into words. I read them later and the pictures that are there don’t match my imagination. Emotions, intensity, colors, conundrums just don’t come thru. Maybe with practice? Maybe with talent? Lol

Things I saw along the road today:

• Gas charcoal grill looked like it drove itself off the side of the road.
• Girl dancing so hard while driving she almost flew out of her car window or maybe she was having a seizure. How about putting down that phone, babe?
• Two dogs being walked. One was trotting along UNDERNEATH the other. Perfectly content with life.
• The Sunshine Carpet Cleaners van. Seinfeld need I say more?
• One lone lawn sprinkler watering the road.
• 2 fawns, 1 doe, and 1 buck. Darn I didn’t have my shotgun!
• Geese going south for the winter… already? Or maybe a practice run?

There is a rooster in my neighborhood. Every time I hear him, I giggle.

See real earth shattering stuff. 🙂

Ciao

I am covered in mosquito bites. Its amazing what changing your soap can do to make one appetizing to those little critters. I can be in a room with one mosquito and unerringly she will find me for dinner. I can sit out on a deck slathered in bug repellent and they still sacrifice themselves to have my blood. No one around me has to worry cause if it’s a choice between me and them, I’m filet mignon to bugs

Why? Is it the new soap? Is it the food I eat? It sure isn’t cause I’m sweet! Just ask the SO.

Hmmm…
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So many things to do and so little time. I’ve been lectured and fussed about trying to take on to much. But when you try and find someone else to help out, everyone runs for the hills. My big boss is really applying stress. What do you do when senior management comes directly to you and tells you, you must drop everything to work on their special pet project? Even if the project does not fall into your area. You just suffer and get lectured and fussed more. It all comes back to bite you in the ass cause it sure is a good recipe for disaster.

So tired of the bullshit. I go thru waves of euphoria thinking I’m at least treading water and then sink to new lows as my management dumps more on me. The most amazing thing and one of the most stressful things, is when they say “what resources can we bring to bear to help out.” It’s all beginning to remind me of a Dilbert strip. They just don’t get it.

Big sigh… thinking of a new job…

Peace.

What started out as a victimless way to teach superuser peeps not to leave their computers unlocked, has finally gotten it’s first victim… It goes like this:

• Person A leaves cube/office
• Persons B, C, D (you get the picture) sneaks in and tests the computer
• Ah hah! It’s unlocked. Let’s send email to THE WORLD.
• Persons B, C, D rack their brains to come up with The Masterpeice to email THE WORLD.
• Giggles and snickers, they email The Masterpeice to THE WORLD.
• Giggles and snickers as THE WORLD begins to receive, read, and comment on The Masterpeice.
• Person A returns. Chagrinned but promising revenge.
• Several episodes happen as A goes after B, C, D. But eventually all dies down.

Usually, The Masterpeice is some pretty witty limerick about the person. All in good taste. But this time was different. After a long quiet spell, this little ditty arrived in our mailboxes:

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From: Person A
To: THE WORLD
Subject: I’m a Moron
I like big butts and I can not lie. You others brothers can’t deny. When a girl walks in with an ……………
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Imagine this going to your Senior Vice President and on down. This followed the next day:
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From: Person A
To: THE WORLD
Subject: Inappropriate email

Colleagues,
I want to apologize for an inappropriate email sent from my PC yesterday. While I was busy working with the Intel vendors, an associate(s) sent an offensive email from my machine. I was offended by their lack of taste and poor judgment as I am sure many of you were. I want to apologize to everyone for their unprofessional behavior and this event.

Thanks,
Person A
The email I am referring to contained part of a popular song that references a particular part of our anatomy.
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I’m pretty tolerant of the Boys and usually give as good as I get. My department is made up of about 60 peeps, 58 of which are men. Apparently, HR wasn’t as tolerant as me. Lets just say Persons B, C, D now have letters in their personnel files. I think life has become way too serious and intolerant. Sledge hammer to swat a fly…sigh…

Ciao

Man it’s been a hot summer. Nothing like ‘swamp weather’. Around here the humidity and temp almost match most of the times. The windows fog over on the outside when you run the air-conditioning. People run from one AC place to another. Rush-hours everyone has their AC on and windows up, leaving a trail of water drops at slow speeds.

On the flip-side, it sure does make eating chocolate enjoyable. Nothing like a semi-melted crackle bar to spark the day.

I like my company. They seem pretty relaxed for a big corporation. Kids just went by with a dog. Jake (the dog) is one of a long line of helper dogs in training that have worked here. They come and go about every 18 months. Most of them graduate to seeing-eye dog training which I’ve been told, is the top of the heap for helper dogs. Jake is an energetic but well behaved golden with soft ears. It’s cool to see him play. But when he is ‘at work’, he’s one serious dog.

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