Hmmmmm. Big meeting (that I didnt' have time to attend!) about a big reorganization across a few depts.

Without getting into detail I do see a bit of hope in these coming changes; they're pretty far-reaching. I think there might even be a plan to make my job what I suggested to the consultant.

Interesting!

:)

Rafe is my cousin's aunt's uncle, twice removed. He was married to Dora. She
is Rafe's first cousin and step-aunt, once-removed, on the Diddler side of the family. Ya'll know how those diddlers are. LOL. Anyway, Dora ran away with the dog boy at the carnie while Rafe was at the county work farm. We all knew it was bound to happen what with Dora being a fancy gourmet chef at the Waffle House in Siler City.

Rafe has only been married 4 times unless you count cousin Eugenella. They were hitched twice. Everybody knows Rafe. He is the big success in our family what with him having a quarter interest in that septic pump truck. Oh, Rafe says he will give you a discount on sucking your pipes after you two get married.

Rafe wants to know if you accept collect calls?

:D for Rafe

:D:D for Sarge

:D:D:D:D for the pump truck

That is so funny sarge. I haggised out loud. Thanks for the cheer. :)

:lol: at Sarge, you is teh funny.

Monkey, just go kill a few hobos, it'll make you feel better for a few more weeks until the bigwigs get their lazy asses into gear.

Hmm, maybe a warning shot through the windows of bigwigs office ... no. No, definitely not.

"kill a few hobos"
 

Watch out for the one with a shotgun.

I'm a Hobo Whisperer. I lure them into a false sense of security. I can do the same with Zombies.

HA!

The one with the shotgun is not so easily lured.

I'm tellin' ya: avoid that one.

Oh please...

I can lure immoveable objects, a hobo with a shotgun ain't nothin'.

No, seriously. Avoid Hobo With A Shotgun. I think Rutger Hauer lost a bet or something.

meh. All your hobo are belong to me.

"Avoid Hobo With A Shotgun"
 

No, go see it NOW.

That we -- you and me -- disagree: not a freakin' surprise.

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"a hobo with a shotgun ain't nothin'"

Heresy.

You will burn.

Heard this on the radio this morning:

There's work and there's life. Don't confuse the two.

That's better than: live to work and work to live.

Big goings-on here.

I don't want to make it googlable (yeah, I'm paranoid) but there was a pretty major restructuring and it seems things are starting to happen. Maybe making our voices heard wasn't farting in the wind. I don't think we can reverse the previous destruction but maybe, just maybe, further destruction can be averted!

Yay!

Great!!