My Addled Brain

Currently playing: Alison Krauss & Union Station - New Favorite

So. We have a new CEO.

He’s a nice enough guy - very straightforward and business oriented. Has us making budgets and timelines and schedules and whatnot. We’re looking at the current design of the system, figuring out what we need, and if we need any training to make that need a reality.

That’s the good news.

Bad news? So glad you asked. I have to be in the office everyday. Which means, until a Tampa office materializes out of the ether like the proverbial oasis in the desert, I get to drive an hour every day to get to work. While I certainly welcome a change to my routine, and will relish the ability to once again come home and have it feel like home, and not some dark cavern I squat in all day, staring at the monitor like a cultist awaiting his new pair of Nikes. Ah well, what’s another 300 miles a week, anyway?

I can take solace in this bad news, however. Why? Because I have the Happy Tree Friends, who share their joy and companionship with me. And now, they will share their joy with you But not the companionship.

Vacation is coming! Vacation is coming! That’s right, yours truly is taking a week off. I’ll be travelling to the thriving metropolis that is Loganwood, GA, to visit the Madre and the Red Baron for a hoot and holler good time. Which means I get to leave Robby in charge of the apartment. He’s already got strict instructions to not lure the ducks from the pond in here for whatever experiments he has cooked up - the last time I left for an extended period, my apartment smelled of burnt feathers and foie gras when I got back. THAT took a while to clear up.

* Look, if I can’t use the ducks, how can I work on my waterfowl enlarger? *

Waterfowl enlarger? I don’t even want to know - but I have a feeling you’re going to tell me anyway.

* It’s my army of giant ducks! All I have to do, once I enlarge them, is to hypnotize them into thinking all humans are loaves of bread. My army of duck juggernauts will be nigh-unstoppable! *

You really think so? I have two words for you - wabbit season.

* Oh hell. I can’t compete against a cartoon rabbit and a moronic hunter. You win. *

Damn straight.

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