I ordered the first three seasons of The Wire today off Amazon (marked down to $78). Are you happy now?
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I ordered the first three seasons of The Wire today off Amazon (marked down to $78). Are you happy now?
Another Friday, another collection of quirky links, dear readers!
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According to their packaging, my new dress shoes from Rockport are “Powered by DMX,” which worries me:
Of course, it could be worse. They could be powered by a testicular condition that can lead to death.
Buy yourself a drink, dear readers (except for you recovering alcoholics in my audience)! It’s the 74th anniversary of the repeal of prohibition in the U.S.!
“Free Pimp C” . . . from this mortal coil.
Insanely heavy winds keeping me up half the night? (If you saw the trees outside our house, you’d worry too.) Check!
Inexplicable standstill extending my morning commute by 25 minutes? Check!
Irritatingly cold office waiting for me?
Check!
In December 1997, I experienced my first Christmas party with my new company. The party started around noon at Mt. Fuji, a great Japanese restaurant up on a big hill over in NY state.
Noticing the amount of alcohol my coworkers and their partners were consuming, I turned to my girlfriend around 4:30pm and said, “You wanna get out? I’m a little afraid to be on the road when these guys leave.”
I later found out the party continued on past midnight, at two more bars and then someone’s home. Of course, I was too upstanding a citizen to have fun like that. Go figure.
Anyway, that party also was the occasion to celebrate the 20-year work-anniversary of three of my coworkers: Matt, Sharon & Cyndi. At the time, I didn’t really think about how uncommon it is to stick with a single company for 20 years.
Today, we celebrated Matt & Sharon’s 30-year mark at the company (Cyndi retired two years ago, and seems much happier for it).
I think Sharon’s deliberately smiling goofily; it was too early in the afternoon for that expression. And, yes, Matt was drinking in the workplace, but it was only Coors Light, so that doesn’t count.
Congrats/condolences!
Man’s curse is to know that he must someday make the great leap into the unknown.
Except for Evel Knievel, who made a great many of those leaps before taking his last one today. Good night, sweet daredevil.
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