Make the burning stop.....

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Young Lady! Where have you been?


I've just returned from a lengthy and restful sojourn in a parallel universe.

There has been some guilt though, dear reader, whilst we were separated. There were quite a few days where I wanted to check in with you - but I knew I'd just be stringing you along. I can't make the daily writing committment right now.


I realize that you all must have missed me terribly as demonstrated by the outpouring of email I received (thank you, Sarah)as well as numerous daily bitchy remarks from BGH.

A few things that caught my eye while I was away.

First up is this email from my Godmother, Pam.

A WORD FROM THE WISE

Recently someone was browsing through the 40th Anniversary Issue of Reader's Digest(dated Feb. 1962), came across this reprint from the Washington News,

and found it quite interesting in light of our current debates.

The quote reads:

Vice President Lyndon Johnson received the following message

from a Native American Indian Chief on a reservation:

"Be careful with your immigration laws. We were careless with ours."

The company I work for relocated from our offices in the "high profile" Citicorp Center (named one of the top ten NYC terror targets 3 years running!)to a much less noticable building on Park Avenue. The saddest part of this move (other than not seeing my friends who work for the Building)is that I'm farhter from CVS where I used to peruse the greeting card aisle. It also means I see Francisco less (he's the greeter at the CVS on 53rd and Lex). I also liked pointing to the NY skyline and saying I work in "that big one with the slanted roof."

In other work related news, I received a corporate sponsored flu shot on Tuesday. Some may call me paranoid but I have very little doubt that I was injected with a small monitoring microchip. As it stands there are tons of cameras covering the expanse of our 6 floors making sure no one can steal fruit or find a place to nap. Knowing I am being obseerved has only made me masteurbate more and make strange animal noises whenever I find myself in an enclosed space. It makes the elevator so much more fun.

Some favorite headlines/stories for the week are as follows:

US Troops Using Donated Silly String For Bomb Detection In Iraq
(excerpt)

STRATFORD, N.J. (AP) -- In an age of multimillion-dollar high-tech weapons systems, sometimes it's the simplest ideas that can save lives. Which is why a New Jersey mother is organizing a drive to send cans of Silly String to Iraq.

American troops use the stuff to detect trip wires around bombs, as Marcelle Shriver learned from her son, a soldier in Iraq.

Before entering a building, troops squirt the plastic goo, which can shoot strands about 10 to 12 feet, across the room. If it falls to the ground, no trip wires. If it hangs in the air, they know they have a problem. The wires are otherwise nearly invisible.

But I like this one best

Jenna Bush To Spend Christmas With New Unemployed Argentinean Boyfriend...

But there's little doubt that this one is the best. Bum Luck: OC janitor owns world’s most expensive broken dildo.

This evening I'm off to the Harvard Club, with Kelson, Tony and BGH for our annual work Xmas Party. Free food and booze - how can I complain?

I'll post a pretty little pic afterwards.