Tuesday Night Baltimore Square Dancing

As I write this, I'm technically participating in but actually ignoring a conference call to review the performance stats of an application which has nothing to do with me or my team in the slightest, but some senior weasel in our food chain insisted on representation. Since I'm the only one who gets to the office during reasonable hours of the morning, I get the joy^*.

Kent & I weren't originally scheduled to call in Baltimore last night but we got a call from Dayle in the morning asking to switch club nights as he was suffering from a cold. No problem.

( Details here )

In short, this was probably our best overall evening of calling yet, and I was giggly happy for the entire drive home.



^*I don't actually like mornings per se, but I despise morning rush hour traffic even more so I get my ass out of bed despite my preference for staying buried under warm quilts. When I become supreme dictator of the universe, the work day will start at the crack of noon and I will have my private highway to wherever I wish to go.

Tuesday Night Baltimore Square Dancing

As I write this, I'm technically participating in but actually ignoring a conference call to review the performance stats of an application which has nothing to do with me or my team in the slightest, but some senior weasel in our food chain insisted on representation. Since I'm the only one who gets to the office during reasonable hours of the morning, I get the joy^*.

Kent & I weren't originally scheduled to call in Baltimore last night but we got a call from Dayle in the morning asking to switch club nights as he was suffering from a cold. No problem.

( Details here )

In short, this was probably our best overall evening of calling yet, and I was giggly happy for the entire drive home.



^*I don't actually like mornings per se, but I despise morning rush hour traffic even more so I get my ass out of bed despite my preference for staying buried under warm quilts. When I become supreme dictator of the universe, the work day will start at the crack of noon and I will have my private highway to wherever I wish to go.

Bah, Humbug!

When apologies to the folks who created the original...

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, I've been busy! I went on a bender with George Bush a few years back, and the moron actually believed me when I said that deficits don't matter (-150 points). I approved the design of GM's Aztek (-30 points). Remember when Coca-Cola change their formula? That was me (-500 points). I shot Archduke Ferdinand (-1500 points). I persuaded Jennifer Lopez and Ben Affleck to make "Gigli."(-1750 points). Overall, I've been pure evil (-3930 points). For Christmas I deserve the death penalty! Sincerely, bjarvis

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Bah, Humbug!

When apologies to the folks who created the original...

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, I've been busy! I went on a bender with George Bush a few years back, and the moron actually believed me when I said that deficits don't matter (-150 points). I approved the design of GM's Aztek (-30 points). Remember when Coca-Cola change their formula? That was me (-500 points). I shot Archduke Ferdinand (-1500 points). I persuaded Jennifer Lopez and Ben Affleck to make "Gigli."(-1750 points). Overall, I've been pure evil (-3930 points). For Christmas I deserve the death penalty! Sincerely, bjarvis

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And one more!

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, I've been busy! A while ago, I had a drunken weekend met this guy at a state function who said that deficits don't matter, and I believed him (-250 points). I routinely take extended vacations instead of doing my job (-250 points). I appointed unqualified yes men to key government positions (-350 points). I needed to look decisive for the TV cameras so I sent the military off to invade another country without cause (-1500 points). I defended staff who were both incompetent and leaked official secrets for petty revenge (-500 points). Overall, I've been incredibly evil (-2850 points). For Christmas I deserve to be impeached! Sincerely, George W. Bush

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And one more!

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, I've been busy! A while ago, I had a drunken weekend met this guy at a state function who said that deficits don't matter, and I believed him (-250 points). I routinely take extended vacations instead of doing my job (-250 points). I appointed unqualified yes men to key government positions (-350 points). I needed to look decisive for the TV cameras so I sent the military off to invade another country without cause (-1500 points). I defended staff who were both incompetent and leaked official secrets for petty revenge (-500 points). Overall, I've been incredibly evil (-2850 points). For Christmas I deserve to be impeached! Sincerely, George W. Bush

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Ummm...

OK, who didn't see that coming from a mile away?

Ummm...

OK, who didn't see that coming from a mile away?