Sometimes it is nice to know that there are people crazier than me.
For lunch today, my boss took me and two of his sons (who both work for at his company) out as my little going-away meal. (Friday is the last day I'll be working full-time for the company, although I'll still be working part-time on-and-off through mid-December.) Rather than the topic of conversation focusing around Kim's and my impending child, however, at least 75 percent of the discussion was about how one of the sons and the son's wife are going to take off five months next year to do this. I suddenly feel especially sane.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
