604 love poems to read for The Love Blender this weekend. It's going to be the Valentine's issue, so
I'm pressured to do a good job, maybe keep some of the extra audience we always get this time of year.
Moving
My company finally changed offices. Finally the move Mo and I made to
Watertown last summer pays off, since I'll be less than a mile from work.
One thing I won't miss is the parking lot I had to use for the past
couple weeks. Not only was it dark and scary at night, but it got
incredibly icy. And then it got a little warmer, with rain, making the
entire thing look like the ice fields that got the Titanic. Jamie Soohoo took the above photo, and also showed me how by using the parking brake you can make some really exciting sliding turns on the ice.
"I just don't understand how people can think they're having good sex without using a lubricant."
Quote of the Moment
I, Hatchet Jack, being of sound mind and broke legs, do leaveth my rifle to the next thing who finds it, Lord hope he be a white man. It is a good rifle, and killeth the bear that killeth me. Anyway, I am dead. Sincerley, Hatchet Jack.
