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2007-12-12 - 12:30 p.m.

Hi Peeps.

Most of you people are a bunch of no-blogging slackers. Ok, I'm one too... but we're not talking about me right now are we? No... we're talking about YOU. You people need to write. It's not good to keep your feelings all pent up like this. Let it out. You'll feel better.

Alright, I'm bored. I want you to feel better AND I'm a little bored. A lot bored, actually. The downside of being awesome and productive is that sometimes you get utterly finished with your work and really have nothing more to do. You don't want the boss to know you're utterly bereft of activity, because he'll happily share you a fat load of someone elses work and I've learned that when you accept someone elses work it somehow becomes YOUR work and when things get busy again, you're swamped like a mofo. Homey ain't trying to play that.

I wish that my employment terms were such that when I finished the tasks that need to be done in any given day or week, I can go. That's how it is with consulting. You finish, and you're outta there. Like God intended.

I found a really good lunch place. It's really close to where I work and it is an old taco bell building with just the crappiest paint job EVER. It's bright blue and silver. I mean, come on people. Appropriate words to describe the decor at this place are "egregious", "jankey", and "appalling". But... they serve greek food and it's absolutely fantastic. Obviously ALL of their talent lies in food preparation and none of it with decorating.

And now for something totally unrelated:

A holiday joke:

There was a shopkeeper with a very talented singing parrot named Chet for sale. One day a man came in to look at Chet. The shopkeeper explained how to get Chet to sing the songs. He said that holding a flame under Chet's left wing got him to sing "Jingle Bells" and holding the flame under his right wing got him to sing "Silent Night". The man was very excited about this talented bird. He paid the money and took Chet home.

Once he got home, he had to test Chet out. He held his lighter under the left wing and immediately Chet started singing "Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way". He held the lighter under Chet's right wing and Chet began singing "Silent night, holy night". The man wanted to see more, so he held the lighter under Chet's tail and Chet sang "Chet's nuts roasting on an open fire..."

Didja see that coming? hehe

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