Speaking of tantrums, ever sit in a meeting and realize that the only thing keeping you from screaming "this is bullshit!" is the fact that you don't want to get fired?

I was in a meeting this morning where people spent at least 10 minutes debating the phrase "repeated or extended" vs. the word "excessive" in a document.

Oh, also, there's a woman I was friendly with in my father's nursing home who would be able to have a nice conversation a lot of the time, but sometimes would just yell, "this is bullshit!" for a while, and she was generally right and I expect to be her someday.

And if he had anyone with government experience on his team, he would have known to propose the "Combined Unraveling Taxation Craziness Under Trump Clean-Up Tactic."

Bwah!!

there's a woman I was friendly with in my father's nursing home who would be able to have a nice conversation a lot of the time, but sometimes would just yell, "this is bullshit!" for a while, and she was generally right and I expect to be her someday.

#lifegoals

Next Tuesday's meeting is not at 7AM.

It's at 6:45. And I have to get up early for tomorrow's 7AM meeting so I can prepare it, since I'm RUNNING IT.

So Dana, have you considered moving to Europe?

That's bullshit, Dana.

Oh, my mistake. The biweekly Tuesday meeting is now always at 6:45.

Sigh.

Ugh.

I had a great afternoon touring the big cat sanctuary, marred only by the other vocal animal enthusiast latching on to me and telling me about how God told her Congress should be disassembled so individual state governors could make laws and restore things to the plan in Betsy Ross' flag.

The black panther gave me a look that said "you sure about wanting me to be the one on the other side of cage bars from you?"

Timelies all!

We got a good number of trick-or-treaters last night. We didn't run out of candy, unlike previous years. However, we bought more candy this year, so that could explain it. Mr. S ended up with a pretty good haul of candy, most of which he shouldn't eat.