Four-toed statues make baby Jesus cry.
So I'm at Yuck Mouth, Tootles and the Apostle's house last nite, and was watching Lost, el Season Finale. A few slices of pizza and a wedge of Mud Pie later, yes, THAT Mud Pie, I was shaking my head trying to put all of it together.I won't get into details here at this point, but crap. Now I have to think about it for a few months. WTF. I mean really.
At any rate, life is nice these days at the office, and I'm thrilled to have time to work on my stuff as well as meet and greet some friends. It's been wonderful thus far to get down to business, so to speak. Ironically I don't have the time to work when, well, work gets there, because my door has been and continues to be open. I get drop ins on a regular basis, and when I'm not meeting with folks, I'm trying to figure out where I left off.
Thrilling.
Okay, the Office is on, so I have to get to my tv'in. Have fun!
Voodoo
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