I dream of getting one of those passes and just riding around wherever I feel like for a month or whatever, Amy. Bliss.
That is a very fine opening paragraph. Sigh.
I was pleasantly surprised to learn that Texas refused to issue specialty plates with confederate flags on them.
I am plum exhausted. That was a long day with a lot packed into it. Tomorrow we have a ton of people out from our department, including my boss and coworker-under-her-who-is-not-in-my-management-chain-but-is-in-management. Potentially interesting if anything blows up (figuratively), hopefully that will not happen.
Passing on farmers' market and wine tasting because tired. Considering some kind of libation in the comfort of my own home.
I loved commuting by train, too (for the most part). Get on, read and drink my tea, then nap till New York, or home. All while pleasantly rocking along.
I was pleasantly surprised to learn that Texas refused to issue specialty plates with confederate flags on them.
I wish it wasn't surprising, though.
I'll have a libation, if you'll have a libation, -t. I am completely knackered. Despite the fact I left work 2 hours early to get a new ID card (which I lost during my lunch time walk), I still got in almost 14,000 steps at work by my Fitbit. I want to eat all the things, but I am womanfully resisting. However, I think a glass of wine may be in the cards, inasmuch as I fucking deserve it.
Also, who thinks of brochures and marketing materials as "clerical"?
People who hope to underpay someone for writing them?
I was really hoping I would be able to commute by train when I was looking for work. Working close enough to be able to commute by bike or walking is not a bad deal, though.
I am supposed to get a cucumber in my CSA box next week. ISTR I had some recipe I was going to try next time I had a cucumber lying round (I don't like them and would not buy one on purpose) but I can't remember what it was. Hm.
Let us libate, Sail! Now to decide what kind of libation I want - something easy is probably my best bet...
No shit. If you worked at my old division, in what this museum is saying is essentially the marketing department, you would have at least a bachelor's in marketing, or similar, before you'd be allowed to write copy.
I've got beer, wine, and scotch. You would think it would be easy, but they all sound just fiiiiine, right now.
I love the train. I would love to take a cross-country train trip one day.
In the mid-80s I took the train from Utah to Pittsburgh for a visit with my family when I still liked them enough to make the effort. At that time, the California Zephyr still stopped in my town, I don't think it does any more. Going through the Rockies to Denver was amazing, all the canyons and rivers and vistas. The ride across the plains was scary because the rails were so uneven, I'd look down the car through the doors to the next car, and they were probably 20 degrees off from each other or more.
Nowadays the Zephyr leaves Salt Lake City at 3 in the morning or thereabouts, but it would be lovely to ride to Denver and back again.
