• News from the front

    Friends, today was a hurricane day. Those of you familiar with snow know a thing or two about the occasional labor liberation, courtesy of Mother Nature. My employer was in classic form yesterday, closing the office at 3p.m. – after the worst of the weather had passed. At 3 p.m. Monday, the center of Alberto’s circulation (such as it was) had passed our office, which means I got to watch the worst of it (for us) through my office’s wall of windows facing Tampa Bay. Today I sat at home and enjoyed a whole heaping helping of sunshine, on the state dime.

    From now on I propose the state employ “The Jim Cantore Rule,” which simply states: “If Jim is doing the weather from your neighborhood, it’s time to let the kids go home.”

    Although it was not a shining moment for state government, it all worked out pretty good for me.

  • A word from our author

    I have an announcement to make: it’s been a couple of months, but I’ve finally read a decent bit of science fiction.

  • Beth versus the psychiatrist

    “Can I call you Miss Rachael?”
    “No, but you can call me Dr. Rachael if you want.”
    “Wait, are you a real doctor?”
    “Yes Beth, I’m a real doctor.”
    “Did you go to college?”
    “Yes Beth, I went to college.”
    “Did you go to college AND medical school?”
    “Yes Beth, I went to medical school.”
    “O.K., you went to college and medical school… so why don’t you do the things a REAL doctor does?”

    This is where Beth gets the look of resignation with which her parents are well schooled.