Move 2.0

Our second move came over the weekend. This desk is now semi-permanent. I promised my new neighbors that I'd keep the lawn mowed.

New Post from my New Phone

I am an Android now.

Nightmares Again

In my dream, I was walking up the office stairwell with our administrative assistant.  We were discussing an upcoming meeting.  We passed by a woman in a lime green sweater.  We greeted her and kept climbing the stairs.

The woman clambered over the railing and jumped down the seven stories to the ground, where she splatted on the ground.  This was very disturbing.

The Dome

There is some kind of weather dome over the couple of miles surrounding where I live.  A few years ago, people in all directions suffered hail damage from pretty good sized ice balls, but our neighborhood got nothing but rain.

The White Death from yesterday dumped some huge amount of snow (I typed "snot" first.) on other parts of the Greater Capital City Area, but we got about 3 or 4 inches.  However, I think we should keep any errands local today.

The White Death

We're in the line of the big snowstorm that's sweeping 'cross the plain.  One of my co-workers, who reminds me a lot of how Kif Kroaker behaves when people do stupid things, has dubbed the snowstorm "The White Death," as a mocking prediction of how the weather drones and other news personalities will react to the snow.

Mmmm.... Pie

It was just 3:14 when I looked at my clock.  I said, "Time for pi!"

Nobody got it.

SILA1's Secret Basement

This is from an e-mail I received from my sister-in-law.  She works at a university hospital.  Claudia works with her.

I just got back from an interesting experience. Claudia and I had to go up to the Cancer Center on the 6th floor of the Famous Name building here at the university hospital. We went to the back elevators in Famous Name and hit the up button. After a few moments the elevator arrived and the up button light went off and we got on. Once we were on, the doors shut and we started going down instead of up. The elevator took us all the way down to the sub basement.

Normally, the sub-basement, being 2 stories underground, is a very dark and stinky place. It smells like dampness and rotting vegetables. It is a place of dim lights and hunched over janitorial staff. However, this time when the doors of the elevator opened, the hallway was brightly lit and there was nobody there.

Claudia and I stood there looking out and wondering what was going on with all the brightness when the doors of the elevator started to close again. As they closed the air from the sub-basement wafted in. Instead of the stench of cabbage I was expecting, the wonderful smell of freshly made funnel cakes was there.

I tried to stop the doors from shutting so that I could investigate what the heck was going on down there, but I couldn't stop them and the elevator took us up to our original destination on the 6th floor. I am mildly sad because the childlike part of me is convinced that I missed out on my one chance to go to a magical land.

I am kind of sad, too.  That whole "decide now before the portal to Oz/Narnia/Barsoom closes" concept has to be a killer when it happens.

Candy, Candy, Candy

Yesterday, I was walking out of the building to go to my mentoring session.  I left the building via a back hallway that sort of doubles as a loading dock hallway.  About eight feet from the exit door, there was a small chocolate bar wrapped in gold foil sitting right in the middle of the floor.  As I passed by it, I muttered, "Don't touch it; it's a trap!"

I heard a chuckle right behind me from someone I didn't realize was there.  I turned to see a sales-type guy with a sports coat and nice hair standing a couple of feet behind.  He said, "If you touch it, a piano will fall on you."

I replied, "I don't think you were supposed to have heard that."  He laughed again.

When I got to my mentoring session, I told my mentee about the candy in the hallway.  He exclaimed, "It was a trap!"

Happy Groundhog Day

Happy Groundhog Day!

Happy Groundhog Day

Happy Groundhog Day!