To my boss, if he’s out there right now…
I think I might be a little late tomorrow after all. Reality is going to take at least another 30 minutes to catch up, then probably another hour to calm down. That should put me somewhere around one, one-thirty or so. That’s only about, oh… four hours past my bedtime.
On second thought, I’ll just stop by Starbucks and pick up…
I heard on NPR this morning that a couple of British diplomats were accused of spying on the Russians in Moscow, using equipment hidden in a rock. If this proves to be true, it will signal a change in British government at its highest levels… the outsourcing bug will have struck British Intelligence; Q having lost his job in research and development to The Sharper Image.
Those former Iron…
Historically speaking, being a Floridian in January means football season is over. College football has had their bowl games, and the Bucs… well, college football has had their bowl games.
Ah, but I kid the Bucs. The Bucs of this season have much in common with the Bucs of last season… mostly because they didn’t play to their level of win-loss record. Last year’s Bucs…
This afternoon on my way home from work I was listening to Bush 43 give a speech about Iraq. It was the standard White House fare… Iraq is the most important front in the War on Terror… we remain firm in our commitment to supporting freedom in Iraq… blah, blah, blah. I was settling in for a nice bout of day dreaming when Bush switched metaphorical gears on me. In honor of Pearl…
I was writing one of my former coworkers (and fellow sports enthusiast) today… and it struck me that I’ve been doing very little recreational writing lately (all that emailing at work is really sucking the joy out of those finger to key moments). I have therefore decided to share my keen football observations with the brave few who still visit – whoever and where ever you are.
On…
It will have been said, ad nausem, at this point, but we like kicking ’em when they’re down up here in the cheap seats. We would just like to say that no matter how much practical experience a candidate for the supreme court has, calling a man who can’t pronounce half the words in a pocket dictionary (even with the phonetic spelling) a brilliant man, nay, “the most…