I have not directly complained up the chain. My supervisor is the problem person's supervisor also. My supervisor tends to deal with complaints by calling the problem person in immediatly when you are presenting the information - very confrontational and puts you on the spot if you are the one making the complaint. It makes me really uncomfortable.

Okay, I will do it. I was thinking later in the summer or even early fall...but we'll chat. I have to go to a meeting, but I will email you after lunch! Whee!

Sorry about your loss Perkins.

Sorry about your job situation msbelle. I suppose you could infiltrate the office at night and do the work in secret, they'll just think it's work elves. Are there any large air vents into the office or perhaps a suspended ceiling?

some of it I could fix if I could just steal some log on info - the other stuff, I have dug in my heels and will not learn to do on my own. In Nov when my work load doubled because I took on a third of the work from an eliminated position, this person was supposed to take one of the other thirds. I did my training and started catching up on the stuff in January. He is starting training today.

Well, see, Jimmy Webb was driving by the park and there had been a reception that got rained out. So there really was a wedding cake in the rain and he thought that was a sad metaphor for something.... Maybe that won't really help your dad.

I left it at "it was a lover's lament, described in particularly descriptive metaphors."

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In 1992, humorist Dave Barry conducted a poll among his readers (as recorded in Dave Barry's Book of Bad Songs) of the worst songs ever. Barry's readers selected Harris's version of "MacArthur Park" as the worst song ever recorded, both in terms of "Worst Lyrics" and "Worst Overall Song."

I decided we needed a fun breakfast. French toast shaped like dinosaurs with strawberries and homemade whipped cream.

Now I need to prepare 23 goody bags for Owen's class for his birthday. I have a school meeting this afternoon at 4 and then my sister and brother in law arrive for the holiday weekend.

Lewis just said he preferred Weird Al's interpretation.

And he launched right into this:

Jurassic Park is frightning in the dark
All the dinosaurs are running wild
Someone shut the fence off in the rain
I admit it's kinda eerie
But this proves my chaos theory
And I don't think I'll be coming back again
Oh no

I don't know what's more disturbing. My FiL calling me with the question in the first place or the fact that I'm married to a man who's some sort of idiot savant when it comes to Weird Al lyrics.

I decided we needed a fun breakfast. French toast shaped like dinosaurs with strawberries and homemade whipped cream.

I'm impressed, I don't think I could ever manage to make a breakfast like that on a weekday.

Can someone explain this xkcd to me? My physics isn't up to it.

They're doing a pre-code inspection of the apartments today. which means it needs to be tidy. I should probably do laundry, that's what that means.

I want Cashmere's brekkie.