I am attempting to clear off my desk since it looks like I'll be out of the office for some undefined period of time after Thursday. I found some infromation I was looking for last week, which is good (I guess).

However it's very frustrating to tell contractors that I can't review their material right away because I'm going to be out--and then have them assume I'm having an operation or something. It's too much trouble to tell the whole story about the hiring process, so I just let them think what they like.

Email I haven't sent: Dear cow-orker: this is the third time you have asked me what information I needed to evaluate this project you proposed. Last time, I sent you back the email I originally sent you. This time, I did that again and this time I cc'd your manager. RTFM, chica.

well damn, they cancelled school tomorrow also. The roads are clear, but they will re-freeze. Still it's just so whimpy.

I'm trying to decide what to make for dinner. I should make something with asparagus. Roasted? In soup? In pasta?

mmm, roasted. With pasta and olive oil.

I vote with Consuela.

Man, I actually have a vegetable opinion that goes beyond "Ick."

I vote with Consuela.

Me too. I made some last night and will have some tonight too. Because I somehow restrained myself and didn't eat the whole bunch!

Bob is spending the blizzardpocalypse in a boutique hotel suite. So unfair that I can't be there too!

I haven't seen any asparagus in my grocery yet. I should check, but I'm still binging on winter vegetables, like the brussel sprouts I roasted and ate this weekend.

Roasted asparagus with pasta and olive oil sounds good. Perhaps I'll also toss in plenty of garlic, spinach, and some peas and prosciutto.

Bob is spending the blizzardpocalypse in a boutique hotel suite.

The Dana? I hear they were offering a deal.

Roasted asparagus with pasta and olive oil sounds good. Perhaps I'll also toss in plenty of garlic, spinach, and some peas and prosciutto.

Man, that sounds delish! I'm hungry...stupid attempt to diet.

Looks like the worst of it is missing us.

Stupid kids in the laplanes tonight. Actually doing laps, but also goofing around and drifting into my lane. I clobbered him several times. AND THEN he got out of the lane, someone else got in, he got BACK IN, started circle swim with her, BUT DIDN'T TELL ME. And so she and I collided. If I get a black eye, next time kid is in my lane, I'm going to ask the guards to boot him or something. He was just generally a menace.

The guy in the lane had a very detailed, very nice Hubble Telescope tattoo on his bicep. I asked if he worked with it and "No, I just think it is the coolest thing ever." "I work for Hubble." "NO WAY!!!"