25 Jul, 2008
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Welcome readers, today in honor of a verrrrrry special birthday girl, I feature this bit o hillarity from my pal and yours, Soupy Meg!
Dear fellow rush-hour motorists: « Soup Is Not A Finger Food
Dear horn-honking, minivan-driving dad:
I know you thought that if you honked your horn, that car at the front of the line would realize that the green arrow was all his and stop holding up the turn lane. But seriously dude? You were five cars behind him. There’s no way the front driver heard you. The guy directly in front of you did, though, for sure, and I’m sure he was all, WTF, like there’s anything I can do about it!….
(Wanna read more of what I’m readin’? Clickity click on over to to right and check out the “I’m reading” box or just go here.)
13 Jul, 2008
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The Mommy-track post, or as Maggie Dammit would say, the post in which I lose several readers (in a fiery rage? she didn’t say that part). Anywho, back to my point, which was… am I evil for resenting a “New Parent Community of Practice” recently (heh) spawned at work? Don’t answer yet. Let me explain.
I. Let’s say one works at a federal government agency. Let’s say said anonymous Place of Employment offers flextime, telecommuting, maternity leave, paternity l
eave, on-site (good) day care, part-time schedules, family-friendly sick leave, use of sick leave and annual leave towards extended maternity/paternity leave, etc.
Photo by N. Farnsworth as printed on Flickr.
II. Let’s further say Place of Employment is a place where work is analytical and done in teams in a Read the rest of this entry »
8 Jul, 2008
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Photo: “Dc Art Walk 10” by “bullneck” on flickr
7:20 a.m.
Clickity clickity. fwip. fwip.
“Hola Amigo, que tal? A que hora? Que?”
“And then like I was telling him and he said… wait, what? no that’s what I’m saying.”
Click click click. Meep meep. Whaa wah whaaa wah waaaah wah.
“Hello? Margaret? Yah, there’s a problem with the bus, so I’m just going now. Yeah. I’m walking. I’ll be there soon. But listen can you Read the rest of this entry »
