Like Dinosaurs, but with fur

My birthday is in 19 days, this is one way to celebrate it.

Rain is not a good reason to wakeup. Rain until Friday, I'll wake up then. siesta

There are a few BLOGS out there that should be re-named to "Cry For Help," "Sinking Ship," or "Bury Me, I'm Dead."
Am I referring to YOU?

Office notes: I need a picture of Pearl Harbor (the cat); a plaque reading God Bless This Mess; and any kind of stuffed, dead animal (bigger the better).
I will not wear a tie because of the potentially fatal encounter with a rogue paper shredder. Sound too Dilbert-esque?

I heard on CNN that a four-eared cat in Germany has found a home. Since Keith doesnt like hyperlinks, I can't show you the story.

I finally convinced my Mom that my job stinks.

Meanwhile, Keith and I tossed around possible reasons to take a Leave-of-Absence:
- Seasonal Depression
- Social Anxiety Disorder

Those might actually be reasons to get a new job.

Keith took this picture in July 2003, but those are MY legs...

Tracy might hate me now because I visited Petland last night with my sister. There were two adorable pups sharing a space, a black dachshund and a pug. I almost got them both for myself but realized I am not 100% responsible at the moment. Two puppies in the office would make work better.

I sensed something in the air this morning when I woke up. It was Spring and he told me (yes, Springtime is a HE*) to buy two newspapers; one national (USA Today) and one local (Plain Dealer).

For the record, I failed 3 out of the 4 winners from last night's NCAA March Madness. Tonight I have a shot at getting 4 of 4.

Lastly, it could just be the partisan media, but every picture of Condoleezza Rice makes her look like "Ms. Teen Frown Universe." Go to CNN.com for proof (yes, no hyperlink)

* - Mother Nature is naturally a she. The seasons are her offspring, Spring and Fall her sons, Winter and Summer her daughters. I am right? Prove me wrong then.

But did he signal for a faircatch?

Lazy river gone awry.

Yes, my day has been THIS fascinating.

In my on-going research on the forever epic Mary Worth cartoon, I have also run across numerous comic strip characters that were essential to my growing up in the 1980's. Why may I ask that Tiger, Barney Google & Snuffy Smith, and Redeye have been replaced with Tina's Groove, Crankshaft, and Close to Home?

I just thought the afore mentioned comics were discontinued and then replaced by lesser strips. No, the News Journal just chooses not to carry the classics. Simply put, I've been bamboozled.

In closing, let us not forget Sally Forth* and Rex Morgan, M.D.** when discussing Mary Worth. Prince Valiant in all its eerieness also falls into this category.

* - Rhymes with Mary Worth, huh?

** - Believed to be a favorite of Mr. and Mrs. Munther, M.D.

Culinary visionary or misguided youth?

Everyday I toy more and more with the notion of working from home. Let's get me voicemail ASAP.

I've scheduled too many appointments for today and I am out of gas heading down the home stretch.

Today's highlight: Looking at my planner and marking which days I am taking off this year. I also scratch off/countdown weeks remaining on the year. I had a wristwatch that had a countdown feature on it. It needs a new battery.

This is pretty great. Imagine if this happens when "Day of the Dead" comes out.

And you thought "Planet of the Apes" was merely fantasy.

Tried my hand at downloading FREE, LEGAL music today. Yep, it sure does work.

Pakistan says they have a "high ranking" member of Al-Qaeda surrounded. I'm pretty sure Scotty is in Kitchener.

What's with all these hyperlinks?

Does anyone else find those "Truth. com" commercials annoying? Over-achieving teenagers really suck.

Computer software is not your friend.

Akron beckons friday evening, emitting good vibes of half priced appe-teasers and a late St. Patrick's Day tidings.

PS March Madness is all consuming.

I am suffering from Phone Anxiety Disorder (PAD) this morning. Symptoms include: not wanting to pick up the phone, not wanting to dial, not wanting to talk. I also left my cellphone at home. This, folks, is what we call HumpDay.

It's moving onto 10AM and the workload so far is minimal. I'm tapping my foot waiting for 5PM, hoping for Friday to come earlier than expected.

It IS St. Patrick's Day and I should be in Cleveland for the parade. I am wearing green today so I won't be getting pinched. Right now my lunch box is lost so I'm using a "loaner."

P.S. The snow and cold is not helping my seasonal depression. Waking up from a warm bed to a cold morning is not my idea of a "good time."

I really enjoy people using the word "you're" when in all actuality, they should be using the word "your." I'm not talking any one person in particular, just that someone I work with had the screensaver that said, You're Mortgage Loan Expert scrolling really big across the computer screen.

SNOWSTORM

It was not very cool driving to work this morning. Now the radar shows a second front moving in as I type (actually, I think it's here). Instinct and my Dad tell me to go home early* to make sure I can even go home again.

* - Once again, I have all my ducks in a row so I can opt to go home early.

I offer this for Jess, the globetrotter...

(Jess, don't be that guy)

3 hours to go in the day, 1.5 hours left in the tank. Can I make it until 5pm?

Over the weekend, I accomplished as little as humanly possible. Sunday played host to me sitting around the house all day, moping because the weather sucked and I have an unconfirmed case of seasonal depression. Send flowers, sunshine, and summer!

I've started decorating my office. If you have a picture to donate or any kind of "decor-tribution", let me know. There isn't nearly enough skin in this place.

The phone calls to Rochester girls still go unanswered.

file this under: "how cool is that?"

~That Donald Rumsfeld, US Secretary of Defense has a piece of the plane that hit the Pentagon on 9/11 (more proof that I am unable to shake the skeletons of 9/11 off) in his office. I"ve had this feeling this past week that my office was missing a certain "something", that it lacked a certain "umph". Plane wreckage memorabilia (sic) must be the new "BIG THING" for business men.

~ Credit my Dad for this link: Penguin Baseball. left click to jump pengy, left click again to swing.

I read an article on how printed encyclopedias are gathering dust and losing ground to the Internet as the primary source of universal information. That made me really, really want to own a gigantic set of encyclopedias. After doing less than one minute of research (on the Internet, I add), I've discovered that a set of encyclopedias costs roughly US$1400. So, if anyone has an encyclopedia set to give away. TELL me.

Yesterday's attack in Spain occured on tres/once (3/11). USA had nine/eleven (9/11). This is the third calendar year since 9/11. I theorize that all future terrorists attacks can be derived from the number 3*. The Munthers haven't even thought of that.

I've also decided to give myself the afternoon off of work.

* - this theory works given Scotty's new address contains the number three (3) or contains numbers that are derivatives of the number three (3).

Come 230PM, I have everything done that I have set out to accomplish today. This is a first, thanks greatly to a computer than now works (but still won't grant me access to Hotmail or AIM). Natural instinct tells me to flee, go home, things are under control now. Alas, I cannot. As soon as I leave the building, someone will call and then be pissed off because I am not in the office. Also, I should just stay here until 5PM because I am salaried and working a 6 hour day just doesn't seem ethical. Don't get me wrong, I want to leave. I would leave at noon everyday if I could get away with it (and get all my work done). Right now though, that is not feasible and I sit here rambling about some boring job since I have no social life anymore. Adding it all up and contemplating my next nine months here, mortgaging loans, I think I will fare quite well and will not go crazy as originially thought/anticipated. I still miss the face-to-face interaction with fellow corporate employees (i.e. the people that trained me). Working with them as a sort of team was fun. I miss that co-worker interaction that I see all the time on those Microsoft and Geico commercials. People, don't kid yourselves. Not all places of business are that fun. Look at me, I have a shamrock plant, a wooden elephant, a picture frame cup holder, and ZERO quality conversations.

I watched The Passion... AND Predator yesterday. How's that for blood bath saturday night?

Due to the lack of reliable computer software, my Friday is both good and bad. Bad being I can't access the necessary documents for a potential client and GOOD because it means I have a GOOD excuse to not really have to do any demanding paperwork or take on any responsibility.
Upon visiting the supposed empty second floor of the bank here, I came upon a room with a surveilance camera filming the fountain square across the road. It gave me the effect of some Emilio Estavez-Richard Dreyfus-sans-Rosie O'Donnell-Stakeout/Another Stakeout scene. What I didnt find were the two (sweat) detectives sitting around in folding chairs, taking pictures, wearing audio headphones, smoking cigarettes. Don't ask me why there is a camera upstairs filming the fountain across the street. If I had the answers, they most likely would include terrorist cell monitoring/infiltration with probably Scotty and/or Osama.

I'm waiting for my favorite babysitters to write something

I'm wondering how the ski trip to N. Michigan was last weekend and IF Marky got accidentally eaten by ferral skunk-bears (aka wolverines).

Oh today was much better at work. I found a carved, wooden elephant statue (yeh, it's pretty big, kinda like a medium sized dog) in storage and it will be displayed as soon as I can get a contractor in to install the naked mermaid fountain.

the corporate "fuzz" has me blocked from checking my hotmail over the network. what's the purpose of HIGH SPEED INTERNET when I cannot do anything cool. Blogger works, but i have to jump through hoops as it is.

I am sooo freaking out today b/c it's my first day in the NEW office, alone, and I am not really liking the feeling of "being my own boss."*

* - all in all, I am simply scared. Let's not forget I also have REAL responsibility.

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