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Go, C—!

October 10, 2014 - 22:58 -- Admin

Go my friend C— who got her book published. It's a cracking read and at the end I wanted to read more. Now that's a life win. Hat (equals sign) doffed

Furtling along...

July 29, 2014 - 19:32 -- Admin

theBoy and I share a word—furtle, or furtling—which means to swivel your eyeballs in a suspicious manner. It now has a larger meaning of tucking your head down to just eyeballs above the rim level and sneakily zooming along. I am officially in a new position and oldwork has forever lost their hold. My newwork is awesome and I get to do fun things as I furtle along, tweaking things here, suggesting things there.

I did not blow goats; have no proof

May 21, 2014 - 23:43 -- Admin

Just over a year ago I tried something I've always wanted to try. It was a public performance piece. It ... did not go well. No, no it did not.But tonight I gave it another go and this time it went well and I did not blow goats. In fact, I fucking rocked it out. Alas, I didn't record the event, so I do not have proof of non-Goat blowing. But a friend was there and he saw it; he did!

It's the third act and Ricky Bobby is back on the track!

May 19, 2014 - 19:42 -- Admin

With thanks to Talladega Nights.It's now been a couple of weeks since I joined the new team and I am humming along. The workload is thus far bearable and there's kewl things I get to do like go into the field to talk to people and even take photos. I, like Ricky, was knocked out of the workplace and it took the entire second act to get me back to the track. But back on the track I am and I am zooming along.

Seat seep and evil people

May 17, 2014 - 12:03 -- Admin

It happened again the other day, seat seep. It happens when there's a perfect storm of runny butt and thin-weaved PJ pants sans undies. It squished through the pants and as I got off the bike seat I could see the runny smear left in my wake. Fortunately I have discovered the perfect cleanser for seat seep; human sweat. All I had to do was take a tissue, run it over my sweat-stained balding noggin then carefully daub up the stain.