Thursday, April 05, 2007

There's No Place Like Home...

Here I am, at 8:45, still sitting at the keyboard.

By all rights, I should be going home, but I wanted to take a second to dash off something for my blog. I got an arch remark from The Lizard today at lunch about skipping Tuesday. I thought crashing a class, albeit cake decorating, was enough to get a pass, but apparently not.

"Why are you still at work, J?", I hear you asking yourself.

The short answer is that the Oklahoma City bid is due on Tuesday, and I wanted the "luxury" of taking this to Kinko's, so I don't have to bind all 13 copies myself. Naturally, this means that I have to get something done early, which is not how I roll. If it wasn't for the last minute, I don't think that I would get anything done.

So, here I am, finished, and on my way to Kinko's.

Let's see, anything fun to discuss today?

Lizard did get an Easter basket from her sister today. It had a candle shaped like a chocolate rabbit in it. Being the take-charge kind of person that she is, she lit the candle at her desk, right under the sprinkler in the ceiling. If I had done something like this, the rabbit would have smoked like a chimney, the sprinklers would have gone off and I would have been responsible for ruining hundreds of thousands of dollars of electronics. Well, maybe tens of thousands, my laptop sucks.

Anyway, there she was with her rabbit candle. Adorable. I snapped a pic with my camera phone and sent it to my "mobile" blog. A mobile blog is a cool thing that will automatically upload text or photos from your cell phone, and create a blog posting out of it. Sort of an instant way to communicate something funny or embarrassing. Click
here to see my mobile blog, complete with rabbit candle (the questionable pool in front of the rabbit is melted wax, I swear), small brown dog and pollen pictures. It is truly worth the 15 seconds of your life that you will never, ever get back.

That is all for me tonight, kids. I have a date with a minimum-wage employee at Kinko's...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Why would you assume that I would refer to myself as "J"? "Why are you still at work, J?", I hear you asking yourself.

Edacious J said...

What would you do if I didn't throw a few of these in, to keep you on your pointy little toes?

eJ.